Pronunciations:
Aiona (Francis' Mate) I-ohne-ah
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I can barely remember what happened yesterday, so telling you my life? Uh oh. Well, my parents are Edith and Danny Luck. And (even though I have no luck) my last name is Luck too. Oh, Mother, Father! Where are you now?
'Flashback'
"Mommy! Daddy! I wanna go in the shop!" A young Francis squealed, pointing towards candy floss and lollipops.
"Yes dear, well, be quick! The train is leaving soon! We'll be waiting for you on the platform!" Mother waved and I hopped along to the shop. The licorice and floss beckoned me in. I watched and stared. The elderly (yet quite charming) man passed me a lolly.
"For you, me little one!" He spoke in a very Northen accent. I skipped back, hearing the train chugging away in anxiety. I was anxious too. I hadn't heard a single noise of my mother nor father leaving the carriage. I peered out the foggy window, to see men and women crowded. They may have heard something. They were whispering. But, I heard one.
"That toddler, that went into the shop! Does she have parents? Maybe they've left without her!" I glanced around but no toddlers stood. They meant me...
'End of flashback'
YOU ARE READING
Luckless- By Elsa Snowflake
Mystery / ThrillerAs the train pulled away from the station, I licked on a rainbow lollipop and waited for my mother and father. However, they were waiting on the train... No stop buttons, no warning. They were simply gone. My mother, Edith Luck, was known as a wonde...
