Another Type of "Lost"
I'm sick of it. So I'm running away. Work, work, work! That's
all I ever do! And when I'm not doing chores, I'm doing homework! I tell you,
I've made up my mind and I'm running away! So don't try to stop me.
I write in my diary, "It's not fair! I never
get to have any fun! I'm always doing chores and homework. My mom just doesn't
have any sympathy. 'Sweep the floor, put away your laundry, and help Lena take
her Puppyblew for a walk.' The list goes on and on! So I've decided to run away.
Run away and never come back!"
I look at my writing and am proud.
I pull out my Fire Faerie backpack that I love
and fill it with my Blue Cybunny Plushie, my Blackberry Yoyo, and a few other
toys and stuff. I also fill it with chocolate, bubble gum, fudge, cookies and
Sugar Bunnies. Oh, and all my allowance.
Then in the afternoon while Mom and Lena are
busy, I slip out my window. I sleep under the stars at the park, and in the
morning I head into Neopia Central. Boy is it crowded today! Little Neopets
are running around with their petpets and everyone is laughing and talking.
I go to the Money Tree and sit at its trunk for
a while, watching people trying to get to treasures first. Once in a while I
manage to snatch some stuff, like a blanket and a pillow and some other stuff.
After stowing that into my backpack, I get up and go back to the park.
While I'm there I wonder if Mom and Lena even
know if I'm gone. And if they do, I wonder if they care. I make myself angry
to think they were celebrating. I smile when I think of them crying, "Where
is Shadow?" and tearing their hair out (or fur, in the case of Lena, my kid
sister who is an Electric Acara).
I like walking around Neopia Central aimlessly.
Then outside the Pizzaroo, I see a Snorkle scampering in my direction amongst
the crowd. A few yards behind the Snorkle, I see a small Cloud Kacheek chasing
it, calling "Snorklepork, come back!"
The Snorkle attempts to push past me, but I manage
to get my paw around its middle and hold it fast. The Cloud Kacheek catches
up, puffing, and takes the Snorkle, and says, "You've been a bad boy, Snorklepork!"
Then she looks at me and says, "Thanks, lady!"
I tell her it's no problem and start to walk
away when she says, "Oh, dear, Snorklepork, you've gotten us lost! Well, we
might as well stay here and wait for Daddy to find us." I feel sorry for her
and stay with her. She asks, "What's your name?"
I blink and say, "Uh, Shadow."
"Shadow, huh? Well, you live up to your name,"
she said, looking my Shadow Kougra figure up and down. So we sit down on a bench
and the Kacheek says, "My name's Emily, but you can call me Emily." That makes
me laugh. Then she asks, "Are you lost?"
I tell her to promise not to tell and say, "I'm
Emily's eyes widen. "Running away? That sounds
exciting!" I notice that she had clipped a little blue leash around the Snorkle,
who looked content now that he had been caught. Emily says to the Snorkle, "Oh,
Snorklepork, I can't wait to get home to Daddy and Chester!" I ask her who Chester
is and she says, "He's my big brother. He's an Electric Eyrie."
I tell her, "My little sister is Electric."
"Really? Who's she?" asks Emily.
I say, "She's an Acara named Lena the same color
as your brother."
"Wow, small world!" said Emily thoughtfully.
"Oh, I hope Daddy finds me an' Snorklepork soon! We were going to go to Mystery
"We always have a lot of fun at Mystery Island!"
she gushes. "Daddy and Chester and I always play Mynci Beach Volleyball and
make sand castles until the sun goes down!" I remember when Mom and Lena and
I used to have fun at Mystery Island and realize that since I ran away we won't
be able to go again.
Emily babbles on, "Yesterday we had a neighborhood
barbecue with all our neighbors and had a lot of fun! Do you ever go to barbecues,
I say, "Yeah." And remember all the laughter
we had at the last barbecue when my family catered.
"I know it's going to sound silly talking about
this, but I just love to talk about Christmas! Last year, Daddy and Chester
and I decorated a really big tree and on Christmas morning we found Chester's
Meowclops stuck at the top!" and she laughs and I laugh with her. I remember
my family's Christmas last year. Mom and I had saved up to buy Lena her Electric
Paint Brush. I remember how her face lit up when she saw it.
Then Emily bends down and looks at one of the
Snorkle's hooves and says, "That cut seems about better, doesn't it, Snorklepork?"
Then she says to me, "Last week Snorklepork broke away from us while we were
hiking and ran away and got his hoof caught in barbed wire at the bottom of
the hill. Chester flew down there and got him untangled all by himself. He likes
Snorklepork as much as me!"
I remember all the times Lena helped me coax
my Angelpuss Trini out from under the couch after a thunderstorm. I always try
my best, but Lena is better at the coochy-coochy-coo voice you use on baby Neopets.
Now I think, 'What am I doing here? I had a perfectly
good family and I sold out just because I didn't want chores and homework! What
I wrote in my diary sounds stupid now.' Now Emily's face lights up and she says,
"There you are, Daddy!" A teenager with light-brown tousled hair and laughing
blue eyes lifts Emily up and swings her around. An Electric Eyrie next to him
said, "Did that stubborn Snorklepork get away again?" Emily laughed and nodded.
A Meowclops nuzzles Snorklepork and they start
making the clicking and chirruping petpet noises. Emily tells me, "Lauren and
Snorklepork are very good friends. They do everything together!"
I'm reminded of when Trini and Lena's Puppyblew
first met. It was the exact opposite of what Emily had said at first. They fought
and growled and scratched and we had to chase them around the whole house. Now
they sleep snuggled up next to each other in the petpet bed.
I see that big happy family and feel really homesick.
So I say goodbye to Emily and say I'll see her around, ("Bye, Shadow! Maybe
we can get together sometime at Mystery Island!" calls Emily. "Then we can have
equal teams when we play volleyball!") and I head home. When I open the door
I see Mom leaning out of the kitchen window, talking to our neighbor Mrs. Coppola,
saying, "You haven't seen her? No? All right then. Bye." And she closes the
window and sighs. Then she sees me and says, "Shadow!" She hugs me tight and
says, "Where've you been, you kooky Kougra?"
I grin and say, "I got lost."