Lit device story

“Ugh! My family is so annoying all they do is yell at me. Even if I do something good they’ll find the littlest mistake.”

Then my mom comes to my door she was banging on that door like a fighter pounding a boxing bag.

“KNOCK KNOCK!”

“OPEN UP MIKE!” She screamed.

I just sat quietly. I was sick of them being so mean to me. I just tried to not care and see their reaction.

That was the worst mistake of my life because my mom did something I thought she would never do.

“You want to not open the door fine then stay there!” She said angrily.

I hear nails the banging I thought she was loud enough to wake up the dead in the graveyard across town. I sprint to the door trying to open it, she locked from the outside. I start crying, the tears slowly come down my face knowing I’m stuck here.

I cry “Why mom?, how could you do this to your own son?”

My mom laughs and says “You're not my son. You’re a little s**t, a mistake.”

That made me shocked and I fell to the ground hard. I knew my mom was mean but I never knew she was this mean. Then I hear someone else’s footsteps. They’re both laughing, it of course was my dad.

Mom says “Don’t worry we will still feed you.”

Then I could tell my dad didn’t agree with her.

“SLAP!”

He says “Don’t listen to her kid you won’t even get water.”

They both laugh and walk away. I knew that I had to get out of here. I open the door to my closet and grab my mini back-pack. I throw some of my clothes in with some snacks that I’ve hidden and the 20$ I have gotten from my job I do right after school. My parents don’t believe in allowance for doing chores or just giving money to their child. I laid my bag on the edge of my small window. I had to figure out a way to get down. All I had was a table rope and my old air mattress. I tied the rope to the table. Throw it out the window. It knocked into my bag. My bag jumped to the ground

“CRASH”

Somehow my terrible parents didn't hear it. I slowly climb down the rope. I see my mother and father laughing and watching T.V. This made me smile but not any old grin. This smile could have lit up the hold street.  I think this escape will be a piece of cake. I reach the bottom the rough dirt road makes a loud noise I grab my bag and start running. Then, in the distance hear the window open and screams from my dad I will never see again. I felt happy and sad, happy because I never get to see them again. Sad because I will never see my parents again. I shake off my regret and keep going...

1 Hour later

I finally get to a little town called rangerville in little rock arkansas., I think I’ve been walking forever. A couple of kids start laughing at me and saying “Weird kid, Weird kid”

I put my hood over my head and kept walking. It was getting dark so I laid on the nearest bench and used my bag as a pillow…

Morning

“Poke”

“Sir, are you ok?”

“Poke”

I start squinting I see this man he steps back.

“How old are you kid?” He says astonished by my age.

“14 sir,” I reply

“Where are your parents?” He asks.

“I ran away sir” I say

“May I ask why?” he says

“It’s a long story sir. You probably shouldn’t know anyways.”

“Kid trust me. How bout this I’ll take you to breakfast then will you tell me”

I couldn’t say no. It’s been a day and a half since I’ve eaten anything

“Sure. Thank you so much.”

“No problem,” he says. And giggles…

After breakfast

“Uh, I’m so full. Thanks again sir” I say.

“No problem, but we made a deal no can you tell me why you left?” He asks

“Fine I say. My parents were jerks. They barely fed me they. In my room was a door, air mattress with holes, table made of rugged wood, closet and a rope. One day I was sick of them so after school I locked myself in my room and didn’t talk to them. Then, my mom locked my room from the outside with wood and nails. They also said they wouldn’t feed me. I climbed down the house and ran.” I said

“Wow! Where are you staying?” he asks

“That bench I guess. I don't have any family here, they live in Canada sir.” I say

“Don’t call me sir. Call me by my name Ben. What’s your name kid?”

“Mike sir.”

“Mike call me Ben. Hmmm,  how about you stay with me?”  He asked

I was surprised, no adult had ever treated me so nicely before, not my parents, my teachers or my boss Mr. Lamb.

“Sure. Thank you so much sir. Sorry ben.” I said laughing a bit at the end.

“No problem Mike, come with me.”

We walk to his nice Chevy. We get to his house a very nice place. He shows me around and my room. I laid on the bed and knew that things were working out for the better…

1 month later

My birthday. Today is my birthday. Ben is making me his specialty pancakes today. Yum! I sprint down the stairs into the kitchen I see a nice pile of flapjacks and Ben waiting for me.

“Happy birthday Mike.” Ben says

“Thank you Ben”

I start eating right away, then a sound on the door.

“KNOCK, KNOCK.”

“Who could that?” Ben asks.

He goes to the door opens it.

“Hello sir we lost our son Mike and we’re going house to house to find him.” a voice I’ve heard before.

“Yes he’s here but you must leave or i'll call the cops. How could you torture this kid.” Mike said angrily.

“We just want him to know that we’re deeply sorry and we will treat him like a king if he ever comes back he kept me and my wife together.” My father started crying.

I never thought that cold blooded man could cry.

I walk over Ben pulls me close and says “What do you want to do?”

I look back and forth I knew I loved living with Ben and I hated my mom and dad but I needed my parents. Ben said they could stay here if I really wanted them and didn’t want to leave. So we decided My parents would live with me and Ben. Ben was almost like my best bud and uncle. I knew Ben would always be there for me. My parents became loving and not evil after we were reunited. Ben just made it even better, he was my extra man.