The Forgotten Kids

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Chapter 12 (v.1) - Rescue Teams

Submitted: April 13, 2013

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Submitted: April 13, 2013




Chapter Twelve

I watched Ali staring at the fire. She looked vacant. Sandra inspected Ali closely; making sure her head was alright first. Her back and neck were severely bruised, or so Sandra said. Other than that, Sandra told me she was okay. She doesn’t look okay. I thought as I continued to watch Ali. “All in all I think it was a good day.” Louis snapped me out of my stare as he plopped down next to me.

“I guess.” I replied quietly. “Soups on,” Matt echoed to the crowd of kids huddled around the fire. We had built a second fire just for cooking. I was guessing that ‘soup’ consisted of whatever nutrition could be found on the ground and the trees. The rest of the kids hurried over to him, wanting first dibs. I was about to go after them, but just as I stood up, I noticed that Ali hadn’t moved.

“Aren’t you hungry, Al’s?” I asked her as I kneeled down beside her. She shook her head but didn’t look at me. “Am I EVER going home?” She asked. “Of course you are! We’re all going to be okay, and we’re all going home- or, you know what I mean.” I scratched my head. “Sorry, forgot. I shouldn’t complain after all you’ve been through.” Ali looked at me pitifully.

I laughed, “I don’t think we can really compare our circumstances. I mean we’re alive right?”  Ali nodded and leaned her head on my shoulder.  “At least we have each other.” She whispered. After a few minutes I realized that Ali had fallen asleep. Sighing, I gingerly placed her head down on the warm ground around the fire.

Louis jogged towards me with his hands full of berries. “The soup was gone in seconds but we have loads of fruit around here.” He told me as I stood up. I reluctantly took some. “Don’t worry their safe. This girl Alisha is some sort of nature freak.”  Louis prompted. Relieved, I gratefully stuffed my face with all different kinds of plants and berries, trusting Alisha’s judgment.

When it got really dark the adults made us go to bed, hoping that by the morning rescue teams would have found us. The fires blazed through the entire night and we gathered in two small groups around them. They weren’t only for warmth, but for a signal for the rescue teams if they happened to come during the night.

The freezing dawn woke me up. The fire was dying down and everyone else started to wake up as well. I was in the group of guys, and I instantly looked over to the other fire where Ali was. I frowned to see she wasn’t there. I yawned and rubbed my eyes. The piercing sunlight was affecting my eyesight and I couldn’t see too far into the distance.

Out of nowhere, Ali appeared with a bundle 0f wood in her arms. She was laughing at something a girl with light blonde hair had said. That made me grin. She must have been feeling better.

A noise in the near distance made me jump. Louis looked at me, “Is that…?” He started. “Sirens,” I answered under my breath.  I made eye contact with Ali and she smiled brightly at me. I smiled back and I just wanted to stay there in that moment where we were happy, just happy and alive and for the first time not in any danger.  As the sirens got closer I knew for sure,

The rescue teams were here. 

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