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The Lost Boy
“But mom, I need to be able to build new stuff in order to feel accomplished. Without inventing I’m useless,” Billy yelled to his mom.
“I really don’t care about what you say. You could really injure yourself if you keep inventing more stuff at a young age. I want all your stuff thrown out by the time I come back from vacation,” his mother said as she left for Vacation.
My mom really wants me to be a boring human so I guess I have no other choice but to listen. Wait a second, “If I could make a new room by the time my mom comes back home, I could probably get away with doing something like this,” I said to myself. My back yard looked like lightning struck it and took all the dirt out as I started to build my new room. I finally finished after a few long hours and transferred all my stuff to my new “room”. I used l used all the dirt to make walls and a sliding door to patch up the ground so my mom would notice. I’m working on a spaceship to travel around the world. My mom came home a few days later while I was at school and she noticed that I “threw” away all my inventing items/tools. When I came home from school, my mom saw me enter my lab and followed me in there and she jumped when she saw my room with blueprints, tools, shelves, and building parts on my walls, but that’s not all. She walked further inside and nearly fainted when she saw me inside my plane.
“I AM GOING TO KILL YOU WHEN YOU STEP OUTSIDE OF THAT PLANE AND YOU WILL BE GROUNDED FOR LIFE,” my mom exclaimed.
“UHH sorry mom, gotta blast,” I said right before I clicked blast on my plane and in the blink of an eye...I was gone.
“NOOOOO, my only child is, is gone. Good thing I installed a GPS inside of him”.
It took a few minutes to start working but once it started, I drove off immediately to find him. I quickly drove to the airport and found out that he was in Antarctica. “I have no other choice to but to steal a plane and fly it there so that’s exactly what I did”. It took me a few days to get there but luckily, my GPS says he’s still there. Once I got off the plane, I saw part of his clothing ripped off and was floating down the crystal blue ocean. “I figured he probably went for a swim because he could see the plane from a distance,” I thought to myself. I waited a few minutes and then from the corner of my eye, I saw a stream of red water in the ocean and thought to myself, “Is it possible that he...he died”. I checked my phone and his GPS connection was lost. Tears came pouring out of my eyes forming a lake as I fell to the ground. Few minutes later, I headed back home because there was no way that I could survive there if Billy couldn’t.
When I reached home, I saw Billy’s bright blue plane on our driveway, with yellow and orange flame stickers on them so I quickly ran inside with joy. I first searched his lab for him but he was nowhere there and it looked like he emptied out the whole place. Next I went back inside to his bedroom but still no sign of him. The last place I checked was the kitchen. “He probably needs some food to eat after a tiring day,” I thought to myself. I went in the kitchen and it looked as if someone raided it. There was food all over the floor, broken glasses and plates lying on the table. It looked as messy as a mini tornado occurring just in here. I slowly started to tear up again but right then I heard Billy’s favorite cartoon, Spongebob, playing on the T.V. I rushed there and there he was, sitting on the couch eating food.
“Yo! Billy, Thank god you’re ok. I was worried sick that something happened to you down in Antarctica,” I exclaimed.
“Yeah mom, I’m totally fine,” I said back to her. “I’m sorry I blasted off earlier, It was wrong of me”.
“Wait a second, explain one thing. How come I saw a piece of your clothing ripped off and a stream of red water in the ocean and how did I lose your GPS connection?”
“Ohhhhh, that. Yeah that happened because when I was trying to kill a whale for food, it started to fight back so it ripped my shirt in half and ate my phone. And the red stream of water was there because I spilled my bottle of tomato juice”.
“You know what, forget all of that now. I’m just really glad that you’re fine”.
“Yup, me too mom”.
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