22 July 2012
I wish this was a dream, as I regret every day coming and going. It's a living nightmare. It all happened about 2 summers ago when my little brother and I went to the beach. It was a long way down the steep mountain to the rocky beach. But for us it was worth it, every last second. The beach was our heaven, our Disney land, our world . I remember seeing him smiling, head high looking up and up. I remember the last thing he said was, "can I have a pound for an ice-cream?." I watched him skip towards the van with the man inside with big bright eyes smiling at his customer. I always told him never to talk to strangers, but that day one man started talking to him. I knew he was trouble from the first time I saw him, with his curly moustache and troublesome eyes. He grabbed my brother tight and ran for it. I got up and ran after, but it was too late, the man had gone, and my with him...
Lost Part 1 • Opuss № I