Numa's Work

Way Home

Thud, thud, thud. Goes the terror-stricken boy called Shane’s heart. Fast as lightening the boy runs while a intend, old nasty gang chase him. He is petrified! Quick as he could Shane gets up and runs as fast as he could towards his den.

“Don’t worry Best Cat we will be okay.” For a minute Shane thought. Then he runs the opposite direction towards the huge shopping centre. Quick as a flash he runs into the shop and hid. Suddenly, the boy called Shane bumped into a dark figure…

 

The black figure looked at Shane in amazement. Shane was confused!

“Is that really you?” Shane glances at her baffled. Few minutes later the mean gang members runs into the shop. They push Shane to the floor and ask for their money back that Shane had stolen from them.

“Give me my money back NOW!”

“Where is it, NOW?” The gang members scream into Shanes the same thing about their money. Shane, who is terrified, starts crying.
“Leave the poor boy alone!” shouts a lady from the crowd.
“Here you go you unpleasant people,” while the lady gives their money back.
“Thanks” Shane said IN PLEASURE.
“No worries Shane and yes it is me mum!” Shane and his mum embraced.
“Speaking of which Shane would you like and with us like you used to before?”

“Of course I would MUM!” Shane screamed in joy. Shane and his mum walked along the streets of New York that cold, dark night.

 

Finally, they got home in pleasure and excitement. The enter the lovely house, Never ever has Shane felt this amazement his life. Not in years has Shane been in a house. That day Shane went to sleep immediately after his mum showed him to his bedroom.

The next morning Shane woke up. He looked around. He’s heart falls into hoy as he gets out of bed. There on the table was a plate with some fantastic pancakes with a mug of warm milk in it. Shane’s mum looked at him.

“Here you go Shane breakfast is ready.” Shane bounced on the chair and munches up his mouthful of pancakes.

“Mum I have not had such yummy pancakes in a long time!” Shane says in delight.

 

A few days later, just as Shane is getting into bed he hears a loud shout from downstairs.

“Why are you screaming mum and dad?” Shane says from his bedroom.

“Mum and Dad I can’t stand you screaming and arguing and that was why I left the first time, that is it I am going from here to my den that I’ve lived before in my den!”
“No please don’t go darling, we’re sorry we won’t do it again we promise!
“NO I’m going, BYE!” Shane screamed into his families face. He slammed the door. He walked down the streets of New York not knowing where he was going. Suddenly, he bumped into a boy. Shane looked up and realized it was is friend.
“I’m sorry, “he politely said to the boy.
It’s okay Shane,” he replied to Shane.

Shane was amazed that his friend remembered him from when they were kids. They got up started walking. As Shane and his old buddy walked down the streets of New York…

By Numa