Alone but found

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Other  |  House: Booksie Classic


A lost boy. Please say what you think.


Just above a deserted caravan site floats a kite trying to break free from the string tied to a caravan, in a overgrown apple orchard walks a lonely boy his clothes all tarted and torn but a smile on his face as he spots a apple to eat and quench his thirst,, he looks back to his kite for guidance back to his caravan.

With his apple sitting in his hand  he looks to the sky and wonder's who started the war to end all wars.

He walks his family's grave's which he dug one by one as they fell into a permanent sleep never to be woken again each one marked with a piece of wood from a picket fence like a lollipop sticks , not with a joke on but a name of a lost one.

Back at the caravan he sits alone and cuts the apple in half and gently removes the seeds and put them in dirt in little plastic cups and places them on a window shelf with the others, with his apple all gone he pretends to eat a chocolate biscuit he then reels in the kite and settles down for the night.

After a cold chilly night he wakes and wipe the condensation of the glass and looks out their he marks the cupboard above his head and counts the marks 67 days he has been on his own,, then he lets the kite float above his home.

Then in the distance he hears the sound of tanks crushing everything in their paths he turns around and to his surprise he sees his family again and he knows it's his turn to join them and he runs to them as they hold out their hands.

But stops and runs back to the noise to cut the string holding the kite to set it free and waves it goodbye and grabs the seedlings.

As he runs to his family he is stopping to place the seedlings in the ground,  he feels a sudden sharp pain but the pain is forgotten when he feels the warmth and comfort of his family once again.

As they drift away from the world he notices his kite flying freely and spots that the tanks have missed a seedling which is standing proud as if to give hope for a better world.


Submitted: December 26, 2017

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