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A Boy’s Journey
It was a cold dark Friday which seemed to be like any other. Anthony, a seven year old boy lived at his auntie’s house due to the fact that his father was in the army. His mother died two years earlier from a drug overdose, which Anthony had witnessed by walking into his mothers bathroom. She was late to drive him to school that morning so he decided to check on her. When he arrived in the bathroom he saw his lifeless mother hanging halfway out of the bathroom, and next to her on the ground was a syringe with blood on the tip of the needle. Anthony ran downstairs in total confusion not knowing what to do other than cradle his lifeless mom hoping she would hug him back. That was before Anthony’s dad Taylor joined the army. Taylor came home early that day and when he walked into the bathroom seeing his son holding his dead mother he was speechless. He called the police and they escorted her away.
Anthony was sitting in his auntie’s living room making his father a present that was a print of his hand because in three days his father was supposed to come home. His auntie picked it up and she told him to go to the other room. He knew something was wrong so he listened on the other side of the door. He heard his aunt arguing then slammed down the phone to hang it up. It was the army general and he had called to inform the family that Taylor had died by a bomb. Now that his dad died he had no other family. Now that her brother died she didn’t want to take care of Anthony for any longer. She had three kids of her own and could not afford another child. She didn’t want to put him up for adoption because she didn’t want people to think that she was a bad parent. That evening she took Anthony out for ice cream. When they arrived at Basking Robbins she told him to go pick a flavor. He was so memorized by all the colors that it took him at least two minutes to decide what he wanted. When Anthony turned around he realized that his auntie wasn’t there, so he sat down waiting for her to return. He sat there until closing hour in that chair. The Baskin Robbins worker informed Anthony that he had to leave because they were closed. There Anthony sat outside of the ice cream store praying his aunt would come find him. Around one in the morning he woke up to the stench of beer, cigarettes, and just plain mustiness. There was a homeless guy laying about two stores down from Anthony. The homeless man was huddled up next to a brown stained garbage can. The homeless man blended in with it due to his ripped brown stained clothes. Now aware of the situation the seven year old boy realized that he had been abandoned because he was not loved. A seven year old boy was all alone in this dark evil world. A man in his fifties had walked up to the boy to see if he was alright. When Anthony looked up you could see his whole cruel past in his ad little eyes. The man was tall and he was a clean cut man with big bold glasses that made him look inelegant. Now that he knew that the young boy had been abandoned he took him home with him to take care of him. The mad had a wife. She was a tall husky woman and made him something to eat. As Anthony and he talked his story seemed familiar to the man. Then he realized the scared little boy sitting in front of him wasn’t so unfamiliar. This was Taylor’s half brother that he hadn’t seen since before he joined the army. This was Anthony’s step uncle. Anthony now had someone who really loved him.