It's been this way for as long as I could remember, the quiet of the house, the shade from the trees. There was nothing here, nothing here but me. Ever since my mom disappeared four months ago I've been living alone in an abandoned log cabin. The cabin was once home to my grandmother. At one point, it was easy to live and thrive out here in the middle of nothingness. But now, as summer is slowly coming to an end the crops in the garden are freezing as is the water in the lake.
Normally, I wouldn’t wander far off from the cabin, afraid I would never find my way home. Unexpectedly, though, as I walked across the now empty field I got an idea, I would find my mom. Along the edge of the field, I skipped until I came upon a gas station. Using the little money I had, I made a call. .
Ms. Bethany picked up the phone right away and after a short conversation she was on her way. Living in a foster home was not my favorite option, but if I wanted to find my mom this was the way.
It was a long, awkward ride to the foster home, and Ms. Bethany asked far too many
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There wasn’t much to do and nobody wanted to talk to me. A great deal of my time was spent in Ms. Bethany's office, but she was often busy on the phone or working. Suddenly the phone rang. Ms. Bethany was busy and motioned for me to answer it. I sprang up from my spot on the floor. "Ms. Bethany's foster care, how may I help you?" I asked. There was a pause and the voice answered quietly.
"I'm... I'm looking for my daughter. I went home and she was no longer there. I was calling to see if you had seen any signs of her."
I gasped, I knew that voice. She was looking for me! Do I tell her? Do I go get Ms. Bethany?
"Are you still there?" the voice said.
"Mom, its me," I answered back, unsure if that’s what I should say.
There was a slight muffle on the other end, then there was crying. My mother was okay, she's been found. I cried deeply, what is lost CAN be