lost love

PART FOUR:

Im sorry I havent been updating lately ive been so busy and what not but ill will post part four and then five on sunday have fun reading I hope you enjoy!

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                                                 I knew from that point on what I had to do

I ran over to my mothers safe in her room.  I knew that she had kept at least two-thousand dollars in that box, she had awalys told me to use it incase of emergency and today was defenatly an emergency.  I ran and took all the money from the box not even counting it or worrying.  I ran over to my room I grabbed one of my bags and started stuffing it with as much clothes as I could I also stuffed it with the stuff I needed to.  The last thing I needed was defenatly my passport, I started looking for it for about an hour searching my room and my moms room until I suddenly found it underneath her bed, I gave out a sigh of relief.  The only thing I needed was the card my dad had given me and my cat.

     I was headed out the door with my cat Yana when my friend from down the alley stopped me " where are you going alison" she gave me a confused look as to what was doing.  I looked at her and again sighed I would have to eventually tell her seeing she was a very good friend of mine. " Brianna I am going to America to meet up with my father Michel ". She looked at me dumbfounded " your father is in America ", I gave her a glance and turned my head " yes, he lives in America and I need to find him to find my mother but, I have to ask you a question". She looked at me in awe as if she play a big role in this whole scheme, I then pointed to my cat Yana " ohh yes your cat I guess I could take her for you she does like me you know ".  I was glad to hear those words seeing I did'nt want anything else to happen to one of my family members. I handed her the cute litte cat and hurried off saying my good byes and her wishing me the best of luck.

     I walked five miles to the nearby air port and into the rushing lobby filled with people getting on and off of the planes.  I ran over to the desk to be greeted by a woman named sally " yes, can I help you " she said in a dull monotone voice.  " Yes, I would like one plane ticket to Washington in America " she gave me the same dumbfounded look as brianna gave me.  " Arn't you a little young to be buying a expensive plane ticket "!  I gave her a look of simpathy but she only called the manajor over and then I was asked to leave seeing I wasn't old enough to buy a ticket myself I then took the matters into my own hands.  When no one was looking I headed past the security guards and up to the gates I followed the people into the plane trying not to get noticed my anyone.  I had sucessfully made it onto the plane and into a seat when a man walked up to me.  " Mrs, can I see your plane ticket " I tried to act cooly, seeing I was nervious the man next to me blurted out " why do you need the plane ticket " the man gave a glance and said ' We need to see what seat she is in seeing there is one person without a seat ".  The man glanced at me and then up to the man " well she is clearly with me if you cannot tell so there is no need for you to see her ticket " . The flight attendent complied and left.  I looked at the man and stated " thanks for that I think you saved me " he looked at me and smiled " it hasn't been the first time i've meet a stowaway " I tried not to come to the facts but I was now indeed a "stowaway".  The man looked at me a little more heartfelt " so whats your story kid "?  Little did I know for the next eight hours I would be telling him my full story and him listening to every bit of it.