Let Down
If she could stop time or make it go backwards even, she would take back what she said to her mother. She didn’t mean to shoot her mouth off like that. It’s just that ever since Carly’s parents broke up she took any opportunity to let out her anger, which usually meant yelling at her mother.
So there she was sitting on her bed thinking about the argument that had just taken place when a voice at the back of her mind told her that there was an easy way out of this big mess. She was wondering if she should run away and then Carly convinced herself that it was a brilliant idea and she started packing her bags.
In the morning Carly got up extra early and got dressed super quick and snuck down to the kitchen. She thought her plan had succeeded until she saw her mother sitting at the kitchen table staring into space.
Carly hesitated and turned to run back down the hallway when the hallway carpet tripped her up as if it wanted her to get caught. She stood up getting ready to make an excuse when she realised that her mother hadn’t moved from that position. Carly stood up right and waved her hand in front of her mother’s face. When her mother remained in a trance, she left quietly.
It has been 3 hours since Carly ran away and she has been wandering around the streets looking to see if she could remember the way to her best friends’ house but nothing rang a bell. Ever since she moved out of her dad’s house with her mum she was too depressed to leave the house so she didn’t know the streets properly.
It was coming night time and Carly only had the street lights to guide her around the lonely streets. Soon she had given up hope and sat on the gutter thinking what to do next when an old lady bent down to her size. Carly was wondering whether the old lady was going to help her but instead she just tossed a 2 dollar coin on the ground in front of her. Carly was outraged that some lady thought she was a homeless person just because she was sitting down.
Even though she was angry at the old woman’s remark she took the money any way. She stood up again because she didn’t want people to get the wrong idea. She peered into a fish & chips shop window and was staring with hunger. It took 2 seconds for Carly to remember that she was not a homeless person.
Carly fumbled around in her backpack and found her wallet. She walked inside the shop and bought a drink and some spring rolls. After Carly had eaten she was more energetic and optimistic. She kept telling herself “I am free now I can do whatever I want” but no matter how many times she repeated it she still felt home sick.
1 month later
Carly had only just realised that she had been on the street for nearly a month now, after she looked on a calendar in a pizza shop. It was becoming night time, Carly’s worst part of the day. She was walking into a pizza shop when some drunk teenager yelled “HOBO!!” Carly just turned and walked in the shop as if nothing had happened. She ordered a small pizza. She was about to pay when she realised there was no money in her wallet. Carly asked the server “ummmmmmm do you keep tabs here?” but the lady just put the pizza back in the oven and told her to leave.
Soon Carly gave up on asking for free food and slumped back to her cardboard box. The next morning she was sitting outside a Laundromat collecting donations when a girl around the age of 19 came down next to her and to Carly’s surprise she said “hey you’re the girl in the lost daughter ads. Let me take you home.” Carly hesitated but then she left with the girl.
When she was approaching her house she was having second thoughts but the voice in her head was urging her to go forward. She opened the door and was shocked to see her mother with her hand on her fathers lap. Her mother explained that losing Carly had brought them back together. She was hugging her father.
Her life had been put back together again like a jigsaw puzzle, she was finally happy.

on August 16, 2008 at 6:02 am
Hey Cha Cha – I read this story to the year 6 kids and they were rivetted to my every word. You have enormous potential with your story writing – just like that cute big sister of yours. Have a great weekend.
on September 11, 2008 at 3:26 pm
Hey Sharna,
Sorry I haven’t commented on your blog for a while. I have been on a ski trip and got back last night. Your are so good at writing stories. I enjoyed this one. Keep on writing!
Your answer to my riddle was correct. The answer is 1 coz you can only subtract 5 from 20 once coz otherwise your subtracting 5 from 20 and so on.
Talk to ya soon,
Alex
on September 11, 2008 at 3:28 pm
hi how r u i really like the story it is so much better than mine i hav thought about running away before because my family has made me soo angry gtg email me soon c ya
on September 12, 2008 at 2:50 pm
Hi. I really like this story. The rest of your blog is cool too.
on November 9, 2008 at 6:49 pm
hey, wow your birthday is coming up soon too!! did you write this story yourself? it is really good. i wish i could write something like this. if you have writen this.
-cameron @ http://camerone09.edublogs.org/