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I need to keep these all together. I can't afford to lose a page.
Day One
Today isn't my first day searching. Understand that. The King decided that I should keep a diary of where I'm looking. I don't think that he knows that I'm looking everywhere. Absolutely everywhere that I can get into. Even places that I'm not supposed to be. Jack is a strange child - he could be anywhere, that's why I have to search everywhere. I've already checked the tunnels, I've checked the forest, I've checked every single house in the village! Where is he gone? He wouldn't just up and leave like that, I know that he wouldn't. Sure, he's "run away" before, but he's always come back. It's been two weeks now. Why hasn't he come back?
Day Two
People have started talking. I hate when they talk like that. Why am I the only person looking? Why am I the only one bothered that the prince has gone missing? People have started saying that they saw him in the forest. How? Do they not think that I checked the forest? Do they not think that I overturned every single stone in that damn forest? If he was there I would have found him.
Day Three
Jack this isn't funny anymore. I can't eat, I cant sleep. Why have you left me? Where have you gone? You're the only person that I trust. You are my back-bone, and I don't know if I can go on without you. I'm begging you. Please, please come home.
Day Twenty-Four
He used to tell me about what he wanted to be when he grew up. He wanted nothing more than to be a gardener. He knew that he wouldn't be king, his brothers made sure of that. I remember when I wanted to be a gardener, ha. I used to look up at this very castle, at the grounds that surrounded it and think "Wow, what a beautiful place to be!". I wanted to tend to the bees, and the birds, and even the insects. Maybe, when he comes back, we can do it together. I know that he'd like that.
Day Forty
I have come up with a new idea. His favourite food was always roasted chicken - I have started making one every single night. I leave it in his room, just in case he comes back. I don't know what I'd do if he came back and he was hungry. To imagine that he's out there now, lonely, and afraid, it pains me. I should have taken better care of him. I shouldn't have let him out of my sight. He's a good boy, really, he is. He's a kind soul.
Day Forty-Eight
I went back into the forest again today. It was quiet. I don't remember it being so quiet. I don't like it. He's out there somewhere, why is it quiet? Jack is a loud, loud child, surely it wouldn't be quiet if he's there? Unless he's injured. Oh god.. what am I going to do? I can barely pluck up the courage to go in there myself, never-mind getting a doctor in there. I'm not even supposed to be in there at all, it's strictly out of bounds. Thats why I haven't shown the King this diary yet - he would have my head in a box if he knew that I was venturing into the one place he told me to stay out of.
Day Sixty
I've been thinking - Why am I not allowed in the forest? Why am I not supposed to go in here, if I feel that that is where he might be? Surely there is not another place he could be. That's the only place I can think of. I'll bring these thoughts up to the King tomorrow, maybe he will reconsider the ban.
Day Sixty-One
What a foolish man. I spoke to him at sunrise this morning. I told him that the forest is the only place that Jack could be, the only place where he could be for so long and still survive. That forest has something about it - I feel like you could live there for weeks without eating, without water, and you would still be fine.  He told me no. Outright. Why?! That is the only place that your son could be. Why do you not care? Why do you cast my worries aside as if they were no more than a bee, swatting them away when they get too close.
Day Seventy
I don't care what he says. I'm willing to do whatever it takes to get that boy back. I'm the one who watched him grow up. I'm the one who took him to the park. I'm the one who taught him about flowers. I'm the one who taught him right from wrong. I don't care how deep into the forest I have to go. I'm going. I need to find him, I won't stop until IÂ find him. I'll update this when he's found.