There once was a boy who had a book. Not a small book, not a big book, just a plain medium sized book. A book that he loved and cherished. One chilly morning, Maxwell (the boy) and his book went for a walk in the chilly park. Once he and his book got there, he started swinging on the swing. After that, he went to the slide, but when he got down to the ground, he realized that his precious book was not in his hands. So he went back to the swings, and back tot he top of the slide to see if he had put it there, but it was still not there. After that, he looked all around the park, but it wasn't anywhere!
Then he decided to go back home, without his book. On his lonely trip back, he saw a thing in the grass that looked like his book! As soon as he saw it, he ran toward it like a dog chasing a squirrel. Once he came closer to the mysterious object, he saw that it was not his book; it was a textbook that a student had thrown away so they could get out of doing their homework. Once he had figured out that it was not his book, he started crying. He started bawling. He started wanting his book more than ever in his entire life. He wanted that book more than anything he had ever wanted.
The he started for home. When he got there, his parents asked, "Maxwell, where is your book?"
Maxwell tilted his head down and quietly said, "I don't know. I lost it at the park."
Then his parents say in unison, "Why in the world would you do that?!"
After thinking about whether he should be very mad or sad, Maxwell replies, "I didn't mean to!!!"
His mother's response was, "What do you mean you didn't mean to? You just lost your most prized possession! How can you not be screaming your head off trying to find it?"
Then the tears started rolling down Maxwell's cheeks as soon as he heard them say it. "Well, fine, I'll go look for it again!"
Once the door closed, the parents ran to the window to see their only child go off, away from his home. They knew they should go after him, but they just watched, depressed.
After about forty five minutes, they went out looking for him. Once they got to the park, they could not find Maxwell anywhere! Then they started calling his name. No one answered. They realized that he had to be somewhere in the small town, so they kept looking. AFter about an hour, they decided to split up.
Before they did, Maxwell's Mother remembered that she had requested that when Maxwell was born, the surgeons would put a tracking device in his ears. She quickly pulled the remote that would lead them to their only son, out of her purse. There was a red dot where Maxwell was supposed to be. It glowed right next to where Maxwell's Mother and Father were standing, but when the mother looked up and turned around, she was no one but her husband.
Just then, a big gust of wind covered the park with chills. When she and her husband looked down, they saw a small earpiece that was blinking a red light. That also meant that their only son was missing. So they decided to go to the police.
Once they got there, she knocked on the door of the station, and instantly a man opened the heavy door and asked why they were there. In reply, she said, "My only son has gone missing!"
Then the officer went to go get the chief who said, "What's this I hear about a missing child?"
"My son is missing, chief!" exclaimed Mrs. Wilson, the mother of Maxwell.
Then the chief said, "Is this the first time you've lost him?"
"Yes." Mr. Wilson said.
"How long have you lived here?" asked the chief as he led them inside.
"We've lived here for twenty years and our son has been here for eleven years, since he is eleven years old." Mrs. Wilson told him.
"Well, then, he knows his way around town, right?" asked the chief.
"Yes, he knows his way around town, so we have nothing to worry about, right?" Mrs. Wilson replied.
Then they all started to look in the park again. After they spent fifteen minutes searching, they started looking for him in the house, and when they looked in his room, there sat Maxwell holding his book tightly.
When his parents walked in, they instantly asked, "Where did you find your book?"
Maxwell replied, "I found it right at the top of the slide, but in the corner of the floor."
Then his parents hugged him harder than he had ever been hugged in his entire life. After he was almost robbed of his last breath of air, they let go. That's how Maxwell Wilson found his beloved book.
THE END
SUBMITTED BY Hannah, 6-T
