My daughter ran away the weekend of 10/19-21/12. That weekend was my 48 Hours. By Sunday, I wasn't about to wait until Monday to contact the juvenile court system. My brother and his fiance helped me get posters printed and up and they paid for them since I'm not working and then my sister showed up at the police station when I went there to give them a copy and tell them what I was going to do and I broke down and cried when I saw her walking up the side walk. It was raining freezing cold that day and she walked up and down the streets with me while I passed them out door to door on the street where the woman lived the refused to give the police any information where my daughter might be. That night my daughter turned herself into the police as I also handed them out to her friends and had them post them on Facebook. This if for my BOM, the challenge was a milestone in your life. This is one I never want to go through again. That stupid phone she's holding is the reason we got into an argument and she ran away. I took it away from her that day. I never did give it back and we've been getting along a lot better. The strip along the left pulls out with hidden journaling.