the lost boy

⚠️LITTLE SPACE!!⚠️

The three were on their way to a friends house, the three of them chatted, laughed and talked about whatever was on their mind. Jinnie, with the last of his strength in his weak body, crawled a little further forward to be seen by anyone helping him. He started crying, screaming, whining and whimpering, which drew the attention of the other three, who until recently were still laughing, to the alley.

"You heard that too, didn't you?" asked the youngest of the three.

"Yes, we heard it too..." Said his best friend.

"Let's take a look!" Said the eldest. And that's exactly what they did.

They walked into the alley and found a weakened and crying boy, the boy they had been looking for, for so long... "Dada..." Jinnie cried as the eldest of the three looked at the fragile baby. Jinnie made weak grabby hands towards the three of them, but instead of landing in his dada's arms, one of the other two held him. He wriggled, whined, and squirmed in the person's grasp while crying bitterly. So long until they seemed to understand and he finally went where he wanted.

He calmed down and moments later Jinnie passed out in his Dada's arms...