Rescuing Son

In the state of California, there were many famous people. There were places you could tour as far as the eye could see. But, there was a place where a boy lived. His name was son.  He had been named what his parents call him. His name was just son. Unlike him, his parents had names. Unfortunately, I never got the chance to record them on a pen and paper. You see, son’s parents died in a kerosene fire. Son was left in death valley by his friend Tom who had saved his from his evil aunt and uncle.

In death valley, it was very hot. Tom’s brother; Bobby lived with him in a cabin house in the valley. On that day, it was particularly hot. Son woke up to the smell of hot pancakes. “Good morning,” Son said to Bobby.

“What’s up buddy?” Bobby said. “How many pancakes do you want?”

“None,” Son answered. “I’m not hungry.”

“What?” Bobby said. “You’re always hungry.”

“I’m just not that hungry this morning.”

Bobby only lived with him for two months, but he knew when something was wrong. “C’mon, what’s wrong?”

“Nothing,” Son said. “I’m just not-” Bobby began to tickle Son in the ribs. Son laughed and giggled, but his happiness soon faded. “I miss Tom.”

Bobby understood. Tom was like a real parent to son, but he lived near Son’s evil aunt and uncle, so Son couldn’t be with him. “Really?” Bobby said.

“Yeah,” Son said. “I mean, you’re awesome, Bobby, but I sort of miss Tom.”

“Oh,” Bobby said. “Don’t feel bad about me. I understand.” The boy had a troubled life, and there was no telling otherwise. Today was his lucky day.

Later on in the afternoon, the guys were watching television,when there was a knock at the door. Bobby walked over to the door and saw a man and a woman. “Hello,” They said simultaneously. They gave the man a one-toothed grin.

“Hello, you must be the extirminators,” Bobby said.

“Uhh…” They said. “Yeah.”

“Come on in,” Bobby said.”I’ll show you the cellar. That’s where the roaches are.” Bobby motioned them to come inside and into the living room. When the people stepped into the living room, Son immediatley  ran into the other room. He knew who they were. They were his evil Aunt and Uncle from Detroit.

“Uhh…,” the woman said. “We like to get to know our clients, so let’s start. My names Matilda and this is Eugene. Do you have any kids?  Perhaps a son?”

Bobby was unaware of who they were, but he was still wary of them. “There is someone living with me, but i’m just his foster father. Let me go find him.” Bobby walked off and looked for Son.

Meanwhile, Son had climbed into a dryer and shut the door. When he saw Bobby walk by him, he opened the door and called for him. Bobby flinched and turned around. “What are you doing in the dryer?” Bobby asked. “There are a few people in the living room waiting to see you.”

“Well,” Son said. “I’m not gonna see them.”

“Why not?” bobby asked.

“That’s them,” So said.

“That’s wh-” But Bobby realized what son meant right then. “Is it really?”

Son nodded. He closed the door and hid in the dryer. Bobby walked off into the living room to tell them his son was sleeping, but they weren’t there. Bobby looked all around, but they were nowhere in sight. “Son!” He yelled. “Get out of here!”

son heard the call and Leaped out of the dryer and sprinted out of the house. He ran as fast as he could, but his little legs wouldn’t carry him fast enough. The evil man and woman abducted him and drove away. They made it all the way back to Detroit and locked him in their concrete spare bedroom. He felt cold and alone. This had a happened so fast and he was now all alone.

The next morning, the people put him back t work like they did the first time they had him in their clutches. He washed the windows, dusted the bedrooms, vacuumed the house, made all the beds, took out the trash, emptied the dishwasher, and did many other various chores that were purely torture to him. when he went out to mow the lawn, which had grass taller than him, he looked hopefully over to the apple tree to see if Tom would miraculously appear, but he wasn’t there. Son sighed and started the motor.

Somehow, out of pure hope and prayer, a little spark of miracle sprinkled into the day. Tom, the man who had saved son from the horrible chores, had appeared by the fence near the apple tree. When Son looked over one last time, his heart nearly sprang out of his chest. he left the lawn mower and vaulted over the fence and hugged Tom tighter than ever before.

“Hey kid,” Tom said. “Let’s get you out of here.” The friends ran to Tom’s car, hopped in and drove off. They drove to new york and stayed in a hotel for a few weeks. They caught up and talked about how their lives have been and how much they missed each other.

“I missed you so much, Tom.” Son said. “I can’t believe you came back!”

“I couldn’t leave my best buddy,” Tom said.

“But,” son said. “How did you know I was in trouble?”

“I don’t know,” He answered. “I  just got a feeling.” 

“Well I’m glad you did,” Son said. They hugged. After a few weeks of living in NYC, there was a knock at the door. Tom knew who it was and leaped out the window with Son. They landed in the car and sped off into traffic. Eugene was right behind him. He shot a gun at Tom’s tires. They popped and the boy and the man slid into a brick wall. Matilda leaped out into the middle of the road and snatched Son up out of the car. Son struggled and called for Tom, but Matilda was too strong. Tom saw what was happening, and tackled Matilda to the ground. Son ran off and waited for Tom in an alleyway. It was night before Tom got to him. son hugged him and they drove off for the north.

“Where can we go now?” son asked, “They follow us everywhere.”

“Canada.”

“That’s north.” 

“Yep.”

Canada was the only place son would be safe. Tom drove past niagra falls while Son was asleep. The lights lit up the entire place and the falls looked beautiful. It was quiet and Tom stopped in front of a lodge. He carried Son into the lodge and layed him down on a bed.

When Son woke up the next Morning, he smelled Pancakes. The smell carried him from his bed into the kitchen and got him his plate and helped him eat his food. He thought he was back at home. HGe opened his eyes and he saw Tom. Although He wasn’t at home, he was in a better place. With Tom.

“We’ll be safe here,” Tom said.

“You mean I’ll be safe here. You’re gonna leave again.”

Tom paused. “No, I’m not.”

“Really?”

“Yes. I’m staying here with you.”

Son’s face lit up and he knocked Tom into the floor with a hug. He was excited and he was finally able to stay with his best friend. And, as you could say, they lived happily ever after.

But, as for the Aunt and Uncle, they were arrested for giving a child horribly inhuman chores to do. But, aren’t all chores like that? 

As a punishment, they had to do chores for the rest of their lives. Tom and Son were finally happy. And they lived a perfectly wonderful, chore-free life.

The End