Kevin Forge 6th pd

Lonely

It was like the end of December when it happens. Where all my friends and family were having fun, but of course I am the only one who have to suffer. While all my friends get brand new clothing and cool toys, I just get crappy hamydowns and old stuff . Well I guest that is how life started for me in a small house in Louisville, Kentucky, living with a brother, a sister, and two parents who feel like I do not even exist. My name is Archie and here is my story……..

It was like two days away till Christmas and I knew what I was going to get this year; another crappy gifts from my parents and nothing from my siblings even though they have a job to afford a months worth of food. However, my sister Jill gets me really pissed off. She is like fifteen and she gets what ever she wants. It feels like the world revolves around her. Next my older brother Austin, he can be a good person though, but he is a real pain. It is surprising because I am the only kid I know that doesn’t want to have a Christmas. Nevertheless, when it comes, I just hang around with the family, but it is as if the family does not want to hang around me. Anyway, of there actions I have been feeling very depressed lately and I am still a little kid. The only thing that could solve my problems is to runaway.

As I plan to runaway I think about the consequence I might face. Leaving my family and living alone. I said to myself how am I going to eat, sleep, and how am I going to take a shower. But I had a motive, it may have been childish but it was worth it. My motive was to go to the biggest toy store there is, and live in it. My plan my have been crazy, but it was my dream. I wanted to have all the brand new toys there is, and nobody could share, touch, and play with my brand new toys. The good thing about it is that when every body is gone, I could play all night long. The next day comes, and I told my parents where’s the biggest toy store located at. She replied the big apple of course in New York, New York. Then I said, isn’t that where Uncle Charlie lives. My mom said yes, you’re exactly right. The next day rolls by and I realized that I needed some money to get anywhere. So when I had the chance, I go to the bank with my mom and try to remember what buttons she press because I was planning to take her credit card. Also from the recent years, I have notice when she go shopping she always say something like “put it on my card” or something like that. Furthermore, for me to get from Louisville, Kentucky to New York, New York it was either on a plane, car, or train. We do not live far from a train station; In addition I remember that once my family and I went to go see Uncle Charlie in New York. That made me think that I rather go on a train since I had more experience on a train rather on a car or plane. As I plan my escape on a day when everybody was either at work or shopping, I figure that it was the perfect time for me to take action. The next morning comes, and knew it was the day. So before anyone was awake, I rushed to take moms’ credit card. Like around nine o’ clock, I stated to eat my last breakfast with my family. And that really made me happy that day. When I got out the shower, everybody had already left. So I toke one of my dads suit cases and I put the most important things I needed like clothes, deodorant, toothbrush, and lotion. As a got to the train station, I looked up on a bored and realized that my train was not going to leave until fifteen minutes from now. So I rushed to pay an attendant and then boarded on the train. I was relief until I have realized I might not ever see my relatives again. I don’t know why I would be worried because on another I would be ecstatic to find out that I would never see my siblings again. So as I think I said to myself that I would just stay at my Uncle Charlie’s house. But I knew so little about how to get there. The loud speaker came on and announced that we were a couple minutes away from central grand station. Luckily from my research I knew that I had to get off here. After what felt like a fifty hour ride I knew that it was worth it. I got my entire luggage and made sure that I got off first of how I really couldn’t afford to get left behind. As I see so many bright yellow taxies out side I just randomly chose one. I told an old mean looking guy, who looked like the Grinch, to take me to Toys “R” Us. As he takes his time in the congested freeways and streets, my eyes where glued to the window of how I never saw so many people, buildings, and cars in my life.

As we stop at my destination, I swiped my credit card and went along. I ran, rolling the heaviest luggage ever, to see the toy store and explored the inside. As I got into the building I looked as if I died and went to heaven. First, I said to myself that I needed to hide my luggage somewhere safe. And then next thing you knew it I saw a door that said janitors closet. I knew that it was the perfect place to hide my stuff. After I store my luggage there I rushed to play with toys, video games, and I rushed to go on a big Ferris wheel that went threw the whole toy store. In the middle of my game playing I thought to my self that my family doesn’t even think I’m gone yet. But deep down I think I still miss them. After that I went to play more games for nobody could tell me when to stop playing. I told my self that if this store is great I can’t imagine the rest of the stores in the city. So I left Toys “R” Us to explore the rest of the city. I saw the biggest McDonalds there is. It was like three stories tall. After all, I had nothing to eat since breakfast. So I got a number one which was the best sandwich, fries, and drink, I had in my lifetime. Next, I saw an arcade and that’s what really surprised me. As I played for three hours straight, I realized that I knew this was the best place to be. Then, I remembered that I had to go back to the toy store before it closes. As I dip and dodge my way through Manhattan, I didn’t remember where it was. After seeing the great and almighty McDonalds I knew my way from there. As I ran to the door it was around ten o’ clock and the doors was sealed shut. I started to burst out crying again for I had no home. When that happen, I regretted every moment of this experience. I ran to the nearest pay phone and tried to call my parents but no answer. I guess I was in this world alone.

I called 911, for it was my last choice, and told them what happen. They told me to stay put and we would come and pick you up. I stood there for five minutes and I cop car came and toke me in. As we get to the police station they asked me varies of questions, like where you from, how did you get here, and do you know your parents number, and more stuff like that. After answering those questions they told me that I had a place to stay for the night. In addition, they said that we would try to contact your parents. In the meanwhile you should get some rest. As I watched them make calls after calls, I got tired and dozed off.
The next morning comes by and as I woke up all I saw was my beloved, caring, and all so sweet family. As I hugged them as tight as I could I wished that I would never let them go. They told me a million times that I missed me and why did you go and all. I told my mom that I tried to call her like ten times but no answer. Then my mom said that she was to busy looking for me. Then I finally answered the question of why I ran away. I replied because I always get crappy gifts and you guys never recognized me. Then my mom said is this all about the gifts. I was like no no no. The gifts are symbols of what I think how you treat me. While my mom started to cry and kept saying sorry and sorry my dad came over and started to talk to me. He was like I promise that your mom and I would treat you better for know on. I replied that’s all I asked for. As my family and I started to walk back to the train station I told my parents that if I was in trouble. My dad said as long as your safe and protected you’ll never be in trouble.