it had been six years since mark and Zoey went missing. the case was closed and they were said to be dead even though no bodies were found.
"what's your name little one" asked a police officer. "I don't know" said the little boy. "he called me boy 19" the little boy said. "do you know why you are hear" asked the officer. "no sir" he answered. "your here because your step father has been hurting you. and we are here to help you find a new home" said the officer.
the officer placed down a journal. "this is yours. you can write in it and draw. now that man over there. he's wants to give you a home with him. can you give him a chance" asked the officer. boy 19 looked over at the man standing in the hall. he had a scar on his face. he had dark brown hair and he had a wedding ring on his left hand.
"I guess so" said boy 19. the officer opened the door and boy 19 stood up and walked out. "this is boy 19 he has no real name but that's what his last home called him" the officer said and put his hand on the back of boy 19's back. the tall man kneeled down and smiled. "my name is keith, your going to live in my house for a few weeks. what do you say we go get your things" the man asked. "I...all I got is a bear, a backpack and this journal let me go get them and we can go sir" said boy 19.
he tried to hide his fear as he was scared that if he didn't do what he was told he'd be hit. so was quick to grab his things and he put them in his backpack. he walked toward the tall man in fear. he kept his eyes on the ground as he walked beside the man. "see you in three weeks" said the officer.
boy 19 walked fast as he tried to keep up. the man saw that he was going a little fast so he slowed up. they walked to the door and the tall man took out an umbrella. he opened it and opened the door for boy 19. it rained hard as boy 19 stood away from the umbrella. his last care taker would hit him if he stood under the mans own umbrella.
the tall man put the umbrella over boy 19. boy 19 waited to get hit. but it didn't come. "so what would you like me to call you" the tall man asked as they both walked toward the mans car. he had never been asked that question before. no one had asked what he wanted before. he didn't know how to answer. "I.....I don't know" he said. "hmmm what is your favorite number then" the man asked. that was easy he love the number seven. "seven" said boy 19. "then how about the name steve" the tall man said.
steve, steve he liked that. "steve I like that" said boy 19. "then that will be your name. steve the six year old" the tall man said with a smile. boy 19 saw as a car stared to drive by toward a big water puddle. the tall man grabbed him by the arm gently and pulled him close as he put the umbrella in front of them both. boy 19 froze. was he going to hurt me? did I do something wrong? he thought.
the car splashed water up and it hit the umbrella. boy 19 looked up at the tall man in fear. the tall man's face was all wet and it dripped with water. he used the umbrella to protect him from the water. the got to the car as boy 19 tried to get in but he was having trouble. the tall man picked him up gently and put him in the car on his feet. boy 19 was confused. why was he being nice. no one was ever nice to him.
the tall man closed the car door and got in. "you ready" the tall man asked. "y...yes sir I am" said boy 19. "please call me keith" the man said and started to drive the car. "the boys at home are so excited to meet you. there going to be your step brothers. there names are Will and Luke. you got an older step sister who's married and her name is Sarah she's married to a guy named jack. you got a few uncles. there names are shiro, lance, hunk, and coran. your aunts are pidge and allura then you got a grandma and grandpa. we got grandma korlia and grandpa Trevor" keith said.
"do I got a step mom" asked boy 19. keith made a sad look. "no she left six years ago" he said. he had done it. he had made him sad. but the man did nothing. he still acted nice. what was going on.
they got home and boy 19 meet all of Keith's family.
