I tried so hard not to yelp out, it came out as a thick tear. My arm had stitches in it, the needle wasn't in the cuts, in that case I would have screamed my head off. I think it bit me. They told me my arm was broken, they were waiting a month until they put a cast on it. The scratch had to heal before they could cast it. I knew I would always have a scar on my arm, well there's a conversation topic.
We got to leave the hospital, mom decided she would let me stay home from school the rest of today and tomorrow.
I walked into my room, my legs felt like jello. I lay in my bed and for the first time remembered the egg. But where was it? Probably still in my backpack. But, nobody took the backpack. I had to go, I had to leave! For good.
I quietly took my knife from under my mattress and put it into a different backpack. Jeez, what is my problem with backpacks! I heard my moms footsteps and shoved the pack under my bed. She opened my door and I lay on my bed.
"Hey Lukey, I have to go into work will you be ok for an hour? It's an emergency." My mom said. Jackpot.
"Yeah, I think I'll be ok, I'll miss you!" I put on my big eyes.
" I'm so sorry baby! I will be home as soon as possible!!" I knew I'd have to leave her a note before I left. She'd just die if I just up and left.
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Lost Boy
FantasyWhat is lost Boy? You are probably thinking this is about NeverLand and Peter Pan, but you'd be wrong. A young boy, his 3 sisters, and mom are forced to move to Forest City, Minnesota unable to stay in there old school and bills piling up.
