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Adventure Coming of Age Sad

My family left me all alone

They didn’t want to stay at home

They went to go on a trip

I watched them part on a big shiny ship

The sun reflected off the window of the boat

And I buttoned up my old jean coat

I knew then, all alone

That I should have went, I should have gone

But the opportunity had already past

I watched the ship leave land fast


I turned and went to my house

Then I curled up on the old stained couch

Heard the beep of the microwave

Stumbled over to get the leftovers made by my brother Dave

I took a piece to munch

And thought, “This isn’t quite enough for lunch.”




The next day I went to the park

And ran into Mrs. Clark

She had a dog that looked like it was made of cotton balls

Or of foam from under waterfalls

She chatted about her grandson

And about a bingo game she had begun


But before she did go on

I told her that I had go to my job

Mrs. Clark and her strange little dog

Hurried off at almost a jog


Then again I was by my lonesome

So I stuck my finger in the snow, until it did grow numb

Then I hurried to the café

Where I would be spending the day

Cleaning the bathroom for minimum wage



After I got off of my long shift

I went home, sat at the table and I wished

That I wasn’t alone and that I wasn’t so bored

Then I washed slimy dishes, that for days I'd ignored


Sat on the couch and stared at my phone

Transfixed by it’s blue-green glow

Opened up Instagram to see others have fun

Pressed the home button with my pink little thumb

Closed my eyes and listened to the clock

As it went back and forth from a tick to a tock


Suddenly as if broken from my daze

I had an idea that I knew wouldn’t fade

I didn’t have to be sad and alone

I could have an adventure all on my own!

I jumped up and hummed a short tune

Surely looking like a big little loon

I would be having some fun again soon!




I stuffed a patched shopping bag full of my clothes

And smiled, thrilled to have a secret that nobody knows

Then I headed off to a new city

Wearing some sensible shoes that weren’t meant to be pretty




I sat on the train breathing in the scent of bleach and dust

And watched a young man come in

His hair the color of rust

I watched as he took a seat across the isle

I turned to him and said “Hi.” With a smile

But that’s when I realized he had a tear in his eye

So I asked him the reason why he cried


He turned to me and said with a frown

The entire reason he was feeling down

He said he went on a trip and when he came home

He came to his house and was all alone

He said his mother and his jolly old dad

Had gotten in a car accident that was very bad

It took all of my might not to cry

But I burst into tears when he said that they died


For the young man I felt ridiculously bad

And it made me feel very sad

Because I had thought I had it so bad

When my entire family was still coming back

Sadly I thought, that I was still glad

Cause what a wonderful family I did have


As the light filtered through the window, a thought came to me

And I wondered for a moment if I was going crazy

I stared at the man who looked like my mother

Could he possibly be my long lost brother?

So I asked him if he was adopted and what was his name?

He said that he was and that his name was James


Then James asked me if my name would I tell?

Then he cringed at a ghastly smell

A small little boy wearing rubber boots

Smiled as if he were happy that we smelled his toots

I laughed and said to James

That Kayla Davis was my name


Then he looked very surprised

And turned to me to confide

That the names of his mysterious birth parents

Were indeed Mr. And Mrs. Davis

So we discussed more on that topic

Before we moved on to birds from the tropics




When we both got off the train

I asked James where he was going to stay

He said that he had wanted to go to the beach

But first he wanted to go buy a peach

And I exclaimed. “Oh, I’m hungry too!”

“Might I possibly go with you?”

James laughed and said, “Of course.”

“But first lets hail a cab, we have no horse.”




The salty waves crashed on the beach showering me and James with mist

As I bit into a big orange peach, It’s juice covering my fist

Two seagulls cried high above

And I wondered if they could be related to doves

But of course I knew nothing of birds

Me, a girl who was better with words

I finished my peach and jumped in the sea

The water cold and stinging my scraped knee

But I knew there was no place more wonderful to be

That is till I remembered, that the ocean is full of pee




The next day, when it was time to go home

I looked at James and asked him, where he was to go?

He said that he didn’t know

Because there was no home for him anymore

I picked up my old bag and told that he could come with me

For he was my long lost brother

He could sleep on the couch, surely it would be fine with my mother

James smiled sadly at the idea, but hesitated

And I told him to chill, there was no need for him to be desolated




After we got off the train and walked towards my house

I knew that my family would be home, would they have doubts?

I struggled to keep up with James’ fast strides

But still I worried what awaited us inside

Would my parents be mad?

Would they make him go?

Maybe they would be glad

Maybe they already know!


I searched my pockets front and back

To find my keys

Wait, did I put them in my bag?

James picked something up from the ground and handed it to me

“Hey,” He said, “Are you looking for these?”

I thanked him and opened the door

Then I untied my shoes and left them on the floor


I looked around, it was too quiet

If my brother Dave were anywhere near

It would never be this silent

To my dismay nobody was here

A nasty thought popped in my head

What if like James parents, my family was dead?

I pinched my arm and blinked my eyes

No I would not, I wouldn’t cry


So I set my bag on the table and went outside

James followed me awkwardly from behind

The sun shined bright in my eyes

Then they adjust to the light

And I saw a very wonderful sight

My father, Dave my brother,

And my dear, dear mother

I hugged my Mom and greeted my brother and dad

Then I wondered still, would they be mad?


I looked from one to the other

But when Mom saw my long lost brother

Tears filled her warm brown eyes

And dad looked to James in surprise

I couldn’t take it any longer so I said,

“What happened Mom and Dad?”

They looked at each other in a knowing way

And I knew that they were going to explain



Mom said that when I was not even born

The whole family was torn

She wasn’t paying attention to James

He was two, he ran away

It was just a little game,

You know how children like to play

But James got lost and couldn’t be found

Someone took him to the orphanage

Like a dog to the pound


Mom and dad had searched and searched

But alas they became a family besmirched

My brother Dave was only six

It didn’t take him long to forget

And so, just like that, everyone did


Mom cried for a while

But then she smiled a very happy smile

She said, “This is a time to celebrate.”

So we all went inside and baked a cake


Me and Mom baked

While my two brothers frosted the cake

And just when it was almost too late

My father decided to help us taste

He said we shouldn’t let it go to waste

My mother laughed and said that Dad could only have desert

If first he did a little work

So she made him wash all the pots

So that was us a big happy lot



Of course James would always miss his adoptive parents

The poor late Mr. and Mrs. Clarence

But he still had a big family

So he remained very happy



And for me I’m great too

For I learned you can have fun even when it’s just you

And if you meet a long lost brother too

That’s never such a bad thing to do

Even when it feels like you live in a zoo



Life isn’t perfect and there might be bad times

But I had a sort of happily ever after

And I hope you do too

Just keep reading stories and making cheesy rhymes

Well I guess that’s all, so see you next time!





























May 19, 2021 12:59

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