What's worse? Getting lost or being stuck in a sticky situation. If you ask me, I would say they were as bad as the other. I would rather neither happening to me but you can’t choose what happens to you, it’s up to fate and fate alone.
When you’re lost you'll panic, start shaking and go pale. It’s a natural reaction to do so.
When you’re stuck in a sticky situation you'll stutter, role your eyes, panic, maybe even faint. It all depends on how bad the situation is.
The lucky, snotty children who are never seen without an adult have never had any of these two things happen to them. The children, who are on the streets, begging, know exactly what I am talking about.
I'm one of those kids with a mucked up family and has nowhere to live. I wished for once, and only once, that I could be a rich kid, now see what happened.
Life was great. My mum was always out and complaining at my dad for not working, my dad would slouch on the sofa and ignore everything mum said. Sometimes I wonder why she stuck with him.
My younger brother would have been wailing, hungry, cold and ignored. I would have been expected to calm him, no one else would.
My little sister would have been playing with some toy in everybody's way.
I was waiting for mum to get rid of the slob of my father, she did. I don't remember the exact day, September sometime. It's not that important to me. To me all it meant is we would have more money, dad wouldn't be drinking it all. I didn't know it would lead to something as big as this.
My dad wanted his share of the money, so we sold the house and they split the money. Dad wanted to look after my little sister, in his eyes she was the only child, she was the only thing he was interested in. My mum readily agreed. It was too good to be true. No sister wailing, money to spend and spare on me, what else could I want?
Then mum decided I needed a good education, so she has sent me off to boarding school, somewhere in Scotland, I mean where is Scotland, what is Scotland? Is it far from here? How will I know where here is after vie gone. I've never even left home before, never even left the village before!!! She said this boarding school is a good place for me and will be in the countryside, like the area we are in now, full of trees plants and other outdoor wonders. She said it like there was another way to live, doesn’t everyone else live in countryside?
So about three days after her decision I was sent off on a train to this ‘Scotland’. Looking out of the window now and watching as the trees race by and the steam pour out of the front; I can’t imagine what kind of place ‘Scotland high moors boarding school’ could be like, or what kind of people will be there, I hope their nice, I would quite like to know what nice feels like.