The Boy, The Robot, The Adventure

An ordaniary boy

Edward was ordinary. He went to school, did his homework, ate, and then went to bed. He lived like this for his whole life, his whole 15 years of existence. He craved adventure; he would talk to his friends and family about it all the time. His family wasn’t ordinary though, his family had a rite of passage. On each of their 16th birthdays or when someone would marry into the family they would go for one year around the world to find something. This something could be a dog or cat, as small as a locket or as big a sword.

In two months he would turn 16. He kept asking his family questions about their trips and their special thing.  His mother had a lucky jade neckless with a silver chain that she found in china. His father had a gold compass that he found in France. Edward admired his brother john’s the most, a box. This box wasn’t just a box though the box had a sliding lock on it that always changed combinations. Edward loved solving puzzles, so when John let him he would sit with the box and try to figure out.

Some of the family didn’t want to talk about their special thing though. For example his Grandfather, he had a watch that when Edward tried asking about it was pushed away. He had once asked his mother about it, she had said back “It’s about his wife, your Grandmother Edward, don’t ask him again.” So he never asked again, the same thing was with his aunt, and again he was told the same answer by his mother.

The day before his 16th birthday he started to pack. He packed cloths, water, snacks, money, pen, pad, and his laptop. He was very proud of the laptop because he had won it in a contest. This contest was to see who could build the best game. He had worked very hard the night before on his father’s office computer because he didn’t have a computer of his own. His game was simple there was a free roam world with monsters and one objective, to find the object the character most desired. He based the game off what he wanted his adventure to be like, except for the monster part.

The day of his birthday he had all of his things ready to go, and was very excited. He went down stairs to see his brother, his mother, and his father with boxes of presents scattered across the floor waiting to be opened by him and only him. Boxes big, boxes small, boxes long, and even boxes as small as his thumb. His father told him that he could open one of the presents before breakfast then the rest afterword. He scanned the horizon of presents that he could choose from. He had found the one he would open, a small box with a stripped wrapping paper and a blue ribbon. As he opened it he found something he lest expected and flight ticket to Berlin, Germany.