I had just woken up. "Who am I, where am I?" I thought. I paced around the room. It all started coming back to me. My name was Roberto Gonzalez, I was 13 years old, the year was 5015, mankind had been living on the moon for almost 1,000 years, and it was my birthday. I had come to Earth one last time for my birthday party, my dad was in the Government of The Moon so he got them to open the cosmic gates made of pure nuclear energy, and I was playing hide and seek when I passed out. My dad and my friends didn't notice that they'd forgotten me. That's all I remembered. Then I remembered my UltraPhone that I got from Charles. I called my dad on it and he said he would come pick me up.
My dad had arrived, or at least I thought he had. When I got in the spaceship I screamed "You're not my dad!" but the spaceship was already in the air. When we were almost to the moon the figure said "Say goodbye, kid," and pushed me out. I was falling, falling, falling, falling, then THUD! I landed in a spaceship. I saw my dad staring down at me. "Dad, is it really you or one of those aliens?" I asked. "It's really me,"said my dad. "OK let's go home," I said. When we got home I asked "Where's mom?" "She's at a 5k on the Sea of Tranquillity," answered my dad. "Cool," I said. "Can I go play with Charles?" I asked. "Sure," said my dad. When I arrived to Charles's house his mom said she couldn't find him anywhere. She asked me if I wanted to put up posters that said HAVE YOU SEEN THIS BOY and then a picture of Charles and information about him: his age, his height, his name, and the number to call if you find him. I said okay and I helped her put up the posters. I was really scared inside and I was thinking "Where is Charles, maybe he was kidnapped by the aliens that tried to kill me." I went home after putting up the posters and asked my dad if I could go look for Charles around the moon on my bike and he said yes and said that he would call me when I need to come home. I rode and then I saw my mom running home. "What are you doing here?" asked my mom.
"I'm looking for Charles," I said.
"He's lost again?" she asked.
"Again?" I said.
"Yeah, remember when he got lost?" she asked. I had a puzzled expression on my face. "He was three and you were four." she added.
"Oh yeah," I said.
"Well bye, I have to go feed Alice," she said. Alice was my eight month old sister.
Two hours later I was still looking. I saw a hot dog cart and noticed something fishy about the man, there was a gleam of metal in his face, almost like he was wearing a mask. I walked up to him. Now I could see the gleam better. I wondered why no one saw it, then I remembered some special people had a part of their body chemically enhanced as to double one of their eight senses. Mine went wrong and I got my vision quadrupled. I got as close as I could but he didn't notice me because he was busy making a hot dog. I got just a little bit closer and then I noticed that through the mask (I had discovered that it was a mask) he was looking at me. "Help!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. But it was too late, he had already pulled me into his cart. There was a giant hole under it and I fell down it.
