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I'm not writing chapter 6 until I get a piece of your mind >_>, so please give me your cake :D
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Would a stranger hurt? Or will uncovering something hurt more?

Chapter 5: Brutality, fearful mystery

My disappearance was a mystery, everyone tried their best to find me but no one succeeded. There was no doubt that I could be kidnapped or lost, the policemen tried searching around in town while the town folks assisted them in their search. No one knew where I went; I ran far, far away and got lost in the wilderness. I left neither trace nor a sign where I went.

A few days later, they decided to solve the case with the help of a detective. A detective would be the only hope of finding my trace. The detective started with a map with several clues. They discussed the whole situation in a room inside the police station. Mum, dad, the head of the policemen, Mack and the 24 years old detective, Mr. Anderson were in the room with the door closed. The conversation then began.

“The possibility of Jool being kidnapped is high.” said Anderson.

“Yes, I agree with you Anderson.” said Mack.

“Oh my god…save my child Mr. Detective…please...” said mum.

“There are 4 exits inside this town, and the east gate leads to the wilderness.” said Anderson with his hands holding his mouth thinking deeply.

“Jool is a smart boy, he wouldn’t run very far I assume.” said dad.

In the mean time, I was running towards the wilderness. I ran to the east side of Roscal Town, which is where I live. While I was running, I saw a man talking to a kid in front of the exit to the wilderness and I stopped. The boy seemed lost and the man seemed very familiar. The man held a gun in his hand with a dark black coat and a pair of blue long jeans. The boy’s innocent looking face shown that he was in the age of 7-13. The gun on the man’s hands made him seemed dangerous, I ran to a corner and hid myself. They had a conversation.

“Hey little boy, where are your parents?” asked the man.

“I don’t know… I am lost…” said the little boy.

Apparently, the boy was too afraid and started to cry.

“Come with me little boy… Don’t cry…I will bring you to your parents” said the man with a cunning expression.

The boy looked into the man’s eye and started to fear.

“My mum always tells me not to follow strangers, they will kidnap me” said the boy with a sad voice.

“Silly, your parents are lying to you, you don’t have to listen to them. Follow me, I will bring you home.” said the man.

The man was lying; he was trying to deceive the boy. The sun turned brighter and I started to sweat. I started to worry that something would happen to the little boy. The man gave the boy a lollipop to avoid anyone looking. No one would realize what was happening here inside this solitude. The man started to get impatient.

“Here’s a lollipop boy, now stop crying.” said the man with a higher tone.

The boy took the delicious looking lollipop and threw it on the floor.

“I don’t want the lollipop!!” shouted the boy.

The boy continued crying and the man got mad; he took out his gun and was prepared to shoot the little boy.

“Shut up little boy, or I will shoot you!” shouted the man.

The boy cried loudly and made the man angry. I could not resist what was happening so I decided to stand up for the little boy. I came out from hiding and told the man to stop. The man pulled his gun and was prepared to shoot the little boy. The little boy fell in fear and fainted.

“Don’t come near or I will shoot him!” shouted the man.

When he turned around, I saw his face. “It’s him, the criminal who escaped from jail.” I told myself. He held the gun and was about to pull the trigger as I approached him.

“Calm down… Now, drop the gun…” I told him.

Without any hesitation, I ran towards the kid and carried him in my chest. The man pulled the trigger and a loud shooting sound occurred.

“Ahhhhh!!” I shouted in pain.

“He could have ran to the wilderness.” said Anderson.

“I will call them to check out the situation.” said Mack.

“Please officer, don’t let my child in danger.” said dad.

Suddenly, a policeman came in and reported that someone heard a loud shooting sound came from the east gate to the wilderness.

“Sir, someone reported that he heard a loud shooting sound.” said the policeman.

“I’ve got a conclusion, Mack. This clueless puzzle could only come to one conclusion, Jool is not dead, he might be in danger.” said Anderson confidently.

“Get to work men… Let’s get the case solved.” said Mack.

Mack leaded the whole team of policemen with dad, mum and the detective following. I was hurt, but I managed to save the boy from that shot. I carried the boy and ran fast into the wilderness. The man shot my left arm and it hurt a lot, my arm started to bleed as I ran faster. The brutal sun made things worse; I ran so fast and managed to escape the man. The sun shined which made me consumed much of my energy which made me sweated a lot. I got lost in the wilderness while running in a no where land without a clue of where to go. I sat beside a tree and placed the little boy on the floor. I could not find any source of water to drink and started to get dizzy as the sun started to shine brighter. There were a lot of trees inside, it made me confused.

On the other hand, the man tried to follow up and eventually fell down to the harsh ground. His had hit his head on the ground and went into a coma. The police got to the east exit of Roscal town and found the criminal lying on the ground not far away. They caught the criminal and placed him inside the police car with two policemen guarding beside him.

“He must have gone into the wilderness…” said Anderson.

“The wilderness?! You must be kidding me, he’ll die inside there.” said dad with a loud tone.

“Get in team, we’ll find the boy, mister, don’t worry about it.” said Mack with a smile on his face.

They went in and the whole team started to search for me. Just when they started to search, I got weaker and decided to search for resources inside the wilderness so I could find the way out. Suddenly, a fury yellow tiger appeared in front of us. The tiger then jumped with its claws showing up and landed right in front of me. I did not know what to do and started to struggle with the tiger. I jumped on the tiger and grabbed his head tightly as it shook violently. It was shaking violently till I flew away and hit one of the unforgivable trees. I fell on to the ground with a great impact; my back was hurt and I could not stand up. The tiger charged forward with its mouth opened wide. Hence, I fainted… The boy was still unconscious while the team in their search, and found something.

To be continued…

What would you do if you found out you were to be an adopted child without knowing?

Chapter 4: Painful betrayal

I heard a loud noise from the outside, it was too loud indeed. The birds were flying in the air, turning around in a circle. The birds turned noisy because the birds were too afraid of that loud noise. I only imagined that it was a gun shooting something. However, it was too far away, although it seemed quite hard. A few moments later, dad came back from work. I heard the sound of the door opening from downstairs. Dad came back walking since we do not own any vehicles. Furthermore, he works at the nearby building as a manager. As soon as dad came back, I ran downstairs to get him in. He opened the door and I managed to get in front of the door before he finished. He was surprised looking at me being so sad. I approached him and called him, “Dad!” He hugged me and told me that everything would be alright. It seemed that dad really understands me for being his child. He locked the door and placed his old torn leather shoes on to the rusty looking shoe tray. I followed as he walked in carrying his black, heavy suitcase. He began to ask questions, “Jool, where is your mum?” I replied, “She’s in the room, dad.” His face seemed tired; his eyes were red and dripping tears. I wondered, “Is dad sad? He has never been sad the whole time...” Dad continued walking and left me behind. He went into his room and placed his heavy, black suitcase on the floor. Although his condition has never been so bad, dad seemed extremely depressed. He opened the door and switched on the lights of his room. He took off his black old jacket and hung it in the cupboard with a hanger. He did not focus on what he was doing and accidentally kicked his bed when he wanted to write his diary. He shouted in pain and mum was shocked, mum came out and checked on what was happening. She came out and stood beside me, she asked, “What is happening?” I replied, “Dad kicked his own bed, mum.” Mum felt humiliated and got angry, she walked into dad’s room and scolded him. She shouted, “Why are you scaring me!” I started to fear they would start an argument since they never argued for so long. One year ago, they argued over buying a sofa for the house and almost broke up. They continued fighting and I couldn’t stop them, I went in and told them to stop but they ignored me as if I never existed. I felt bad because I was ignored and I started to yell at them. All of a sudden, they stopped and the situation turned soundless. I shouted with a broken voice, “Stop arguing, you’ll only make the family break apart.” They both felt bad for ignoring me and decided to stop arguing; I got sad and ran back to my room. I locked the door tightly and sat down on my chair. I felt so sad for losing a friend, now I had to stop my parents from arguing. Mum and dad stopped arguing and walked into the living room. I felt so sad and continued crying as time passes. As the day turned late, I stopped crying and cooled down. I looked at the sky through a big brown frame and saw the beautiful atmosphere coloured with goldenrod, I started to think, “Is it my time to stop dreaming and drive into harsh reality?” I had to drive into harsh reality and stop dreaming of a good future. I always thought that life would move fluidly as the river flows. The people outside went back into their lovely home and I got hungry. I could smell the taste of the food that followed the wind from blocks away.

Later in the evening, I went downstairs and decided to have a walk outside. I walked down the stairs and saw mum cooking in the kitchen. Mum was talking happily with her friend on the phone and dad was writing his diary inside his room. I walked into the kitchen and saw what was for dinner; mum was cooking fried fish for dinner. I went to the living room and turned on the television, I watched the news while I was waiting. The news reported that there was a prisoner that escaped from jail and running freely outside, they informed everyone to be careful. I started to worry something bad would happen. Thirty minutes later the news was over and dinner was almost ready. I went outside for a walk while waiting for dinner to be ready. I wore my shoes and opened the door; I came out my house and decided to walk around my house. It was dark as it was night; I walked out and saw the street lights on. Several street lights were not working since they were spoiled. As I was walking, I saw houses with lights. Some were eating with their family members; others were doing what most people do at night. Suddenly, I saw a shadow behind me. I started to fear if it was someone dangerous or like the news reported: the prisoner. I continued walking and I kept hearing footsteps, I turned around and saw nothing was behind. Probably just my imagination, I got tired of walking and decided to return as the day turned darker.

Later on, I reached home and went in. I locked the door and placed my shoes on the shoe rack. I went in and saw dinner was ready, I told mum to save some of the food for me as I wanted to take a shower after going out for a walk. Mum told dad to have dinner and dad came to the kitchen and sat down to eat. There were rice, fried fish and vegetables on the table. I went up stairs and took a pair of new clothes; I went downstairs and entered the bathroom. I took a shower and changed to my new pair of clothes. Soon, I came out and placed my dirty pair of clothes into the basket beside the bath room. I went into the kitchen and sat down; mum and dad finished eating and left some of the food on the table. They left the kitchen and I was left alone, I began eating as the rice was prepared on the table. There were a sum of rice left in the bowl and part of the fried fish was left. I began with the vegetables and ate it with the rice. Soon, I finished up everything on the table and cleaned up the table. I went out and saw the door of the living room nearly closed, I approached the room and saw mum and dad talking. I listened to their conversation.

“We need our son to be happy, honey.” said mum.

“Yes I understand.” dad replied.

“What do you think he needs? He’s not our real son, I don’t really understand him.” said mum.

“Although he’s not our real son, but I think he needs a brother.” dad replied.

I started to feel weird about what they were talking about, I felt uncomfortable.

“So you mean, we need to get him his twin?” said mum

“That’s what I think... Jool is a sad boy, he’s always lonely. He needs a companion too, right?” said dad.

“Yes... but we don’t need to get him his twin brother in the orphanage, we cannot afford to get him. We can’t pay for another family member, we’re almost broke.” said mum.

“Yes... but... he’ll know about his past one day since he’s an adopted child and we never once treated him good. Don’t you feel bad about it? I love Jool, I love him so much, he has became a part of my life, I cannot lose him.” said dad.

“As long as you and I keep this a secret, he’ll never know.” said mum.

I started to feel bad and I opened the door, mum and dad saw me with a sad and angry looking face. They were shocked seeing me standing in front of the door knowing that I heard their conversation. I started to cry and shouted, “Why didn’t you tell me the truth? I was adopted and you treat me so bad! I never complained a word to you... but... how could you?! You are my parents and you should be responsible!!” Mum got angry and shouted, “Stop yelling at us like you can tell us what to do. Remember, you’re just an adopted child; you don’t have the rights to yell at us. We raised you because we felt you were good. So behave yourself!” As soon as I heard those words, it was like thorns coming out from mum’s mouth. It penetrated my heart like a sharp powerful spear. My heart was broken and I ran out the house with tears dripping down. I ran far, far away from home. Mum and dad started to argue and dad scolded mum. They both thought I would return the next day so they ignored the situation.

However, things were not at the end of the line, I did not return home the next day. I got lost, mum and dad started to worry. Soon, dad and mum started to worry and called the police. The television was on, while dad was using the telephone, mum heard the news reporting that a missing kid has been kidnapped. No one knew what knew what happened to me after that night, I disappear mysteriously and no one could find me. Mum fainted because of fear while dad is still trying to search where I was. The mystery has not been uncovered…

To be continued…