I was a runaway boy in another country who escaped a home for people who couldn't pay their debts, basically they sold their children to slavery for the government in exchange for their debts to clear. I escaped then went back into the yard where we played but it was night time and a few other boys met me out there.All but one otherboy was caught, the one ran and got through the opening I had made earlier and never even looked back. I hid behind a giant mushroom and ate some nuts I had stolen from the headmaster of the home.The lights inside of the home turned off and I made my own escape.I closed up the opening in the fence and walked away. I wanted to try again, but I knew I had to go, I didn't want to see the inside of that house again.

I walked for a very long time and I was getting taller and stronger, I was no longer the small boy but nearly a teenager and I caught sight of the glistening harbor. I ran out onto the docks and admired all of the boats. Some of the sailors were afraid I might steal from them and chased me off. One ship was being tugged out of the harbor and the anchor was raising. I dove into the water and swam after it. I didn't know how to swim though never even seeing a body of water bigger than the dry well we were stuck in for punishments. I sunk to the bottom eyes wide open. Then all was black for a moment.

I blinked my eyes open and I was in a hospital bed. Everyone who walked by stared at me like I was an alien. I couldn't understand what anyone was saying. I spoke and they looked confused. A tall large man came in and I knew him, he's my RL doctor ^__^. I gave him a hug happy to see a familiar face and he hugged me back albeit surprised. He asked me a few questions but I couldn't understand him. A CNA (Certified Nurse's Assistant) walked me out to the dining room to eat. Everyone eating were very old and they stared at me.I refused to eat except for the vegetables I wasn't sure about where I was and didn't know if the meat would've been bled properly. Nobody understood me and I couldn't understand them.

More time went by and I learned their language. The doctor adopted me and took me into his home and sent me to a high school. It was a wealthy school. P.E. had a snow maker and we learned to ski and sled and snowmobile, but it wasn't cold all the girls had tank tops and t-shirts and some of the boys were topless even. I was different from everyone else though. I didn't know how. I went to a classroom with three other students. One was a little kid learning to write. One was a teenager who was always in trouble. Another was a furry, yknow a person who cosplays as an animal/human person thing? Yeah never did figure out if he was a fox or a squirrel for sure. I guess he was both. And another was a little girl. Dunno why she went to the special needs class. I was a man and couldn't read English.

Days went by and I learned about life and cultures, the boy learning to read and write spelled his name he was Mikel and from the northern part of Africa by Egypt. The furry explained about his sexuality and stormed out cause I was still a virgin and didn't understand it. The teenager was taken away for knifing a student during P.E. and the girl was just always there but not actively doing anything of significance.

I was the best at sledding in P.E. and it really impressed a girl who was blond and just beautiful. She liked me because I wasn't like the other boys. I was like "yeah I'm the only one who still can't read the sports page". We began dating and visiting each others house quite a bit. She lived by the ocean in a large house with just her father so she liked coming to my house where I had a mother and father and older siblings who came for supper occassionally. The girl helped me study and learn to read and write.

We were seniors in high school now. I came to her house for the last time, we were engaged. Her house was burning and the firefighters and EMT's were just standing around with her screaming "Save my father! He's still in there!" I ran inside and could only see the outside of the building. I waited, and waited .. .I came out with a man coughing and cursing in another language. He said "You bloody Arabians always out to prove something that was supposed to be my suicide! Curse you!" I felt hurt, I didn't know what an Arabian was and why he'd call me that? I'm an American like him. My fiance` hugged her dad. I asked her what an Arabian is because he called me one. She laughed at me "Silly, my father is Arabian himself, I'm adopted too. And you are an Arab. Didn't you know where you came from?"

I looked at my fiance's father and realized . . . "papa?!". "Son! You live!" We hugged then we were both arrested for arson. But we didn't care cause we were reunited.