SOMEONE HELP ME BEFORE I LOOSE MY SANITY!!!?

Sorry it's long but this story is like something out a freaking novel, and I don't like it but it'll assure me that you at least listen. Hi, the name's Carlos, as you can tell by the avatar picture. I'm polite to my superiors, respectful to women, artistic in more ways than one, and... without exaggeration, I'm nearly insane. I like a girl named Alison Edgar (For her security, I shan't reveal her name). I've already spent several sleepless nights just thinking of her. Okay, allow me to make this clearer. I'll start during the school year. I met Alison. She was everything I've ever wanted in a girl, and some. Shorter than me, sweet, beautiful, spontaneous but not a psycho. I tried to resist liking her but I couldn't. I made sure she knew if my existence around Valentines day. I asked her to be my Valentine and she said yes. I was ecstatic. But my joy had a side affect. I dragged everyday past my life, one by one. I felt a void that I couldn't explain. I figured out it was Alison. The gears that I worked hard to start on Valentines Day threatened to stop. She was always surrounded by friends. School was about to end and I knew I had to make a move or else the gears would seize completely. I confessed that I liked her and she gave a positive response. Now, on to my sister's party. It was the talk of the neighborhood. Since we did it in a Quincenieda style, I was one of the guys in a special dance. That entitled me to invite someone. And I did. As you might guess, I invited Alison. I'm a plotter. This was my shot to get the info I needed out of her so we could keep in touch over the summer. She never showed. I was a little bummed. At least I thought I was the LITTLE part, for a while. As the nights passed. I started to go insane. I didn't have a friend to talk to in this neighborhood because no one so much as sticks their head out the door here. I'm not used to that. None of my friends lived near by. This was a subject you can't talk about with your parents and I'm not old enough to drive so I was isolated from all human contact, and worse, I was COMPLETELY out of contact with Alison. More steps down the road to insanity. I literally feel like throwing something hard against the wall with all my might right now. In need help DESPERATELY. Give me some way to contact her. And don't push me off the cliff saying I should search her on facebook. I tried that, do you have any idea how many Alison Edgar's are out there. The search will end me up in a mental hospital. If you can't help me, at least give me words of hope to cling onto for dear life. PLEASE HELP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!…