The rocking boat made me want to vomit. I couldn’t help myself tearing up a bit when I remembered my mother’s absence. I could hear people crying and begging to get on the boat. It made me feel guilty especially when they kept on making eye contact. The only thing that kept me going was

my father and the hope of making it to land.

The police were there, so I thought we might actually make it. We finally arrived. We made it to land. I couldn’t help smiling in delight,  I even teared up a bit with joy. When we got off the boat my father hugged me and told me “we have to keep on going, it’s what your mom would’ve wanted.” I didn’t say anything, I just nodded. 

Finally we could start a new life. I could see buildings and hear people talking. The smell of delicious food was making me feel even more starving. I was not able to stop myself from thinking that this might be our lives soon. Before that though, we need to find mom first. We had to keep on looking for a place to stay. Sadly we couldn’t find any. My father and I had to sleep on the streets. The only thing I could feel is the cold icy wind and betrayal. I thought we’re going to find a good life here. Instead we have this.

We walked around the city trying to find a job for my father. They all turned him down, he didn’t have enough experience. I could see the sorrow and guilt in my father’s eyes so I hugged him. He didn’t say anything and just hugged me back. It was getting later and darker so I asked my father if we could go back to our spot and rest.

He said to me “no my son we can’t yet, we had to go to a place first. I asked him where? He then replied with “it doesn’t matter.” I obediently told him, “ok father as long as I’m with you.” My father smiled at me but I noticed it was a forced one. I didn’t say anything.

When we got to the place he was talking about he hugged me and gave me his yellow scarf. He explained to me that this was going to be my new home now. I was confused but happy knowing that my Father and I would now have food and shelter. Not knowing what was about to happen. He stood up with a sorrowful look on his face. I asked him where he was going but he said nothing. The last word he said to me was “stay there my son don’t follow me.” 

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I am joyfully skipping through town with my favourite blue beanie and beige mittens. The posters of many missing kids didn’t really mean much to me. I approached a blackboard in a certain part of one of the buildings. 

It’d be rude not to write my name. I write my name on the blackboard in cursive “Alma.” I’m about to go when I see this doll in one of the shops. Looking more closely it looks just like me. Same beanie, same mittens, same everything. I want the doll. The more I look at the doll the more I can feel it staring back at me. 

I tried opening the wooden handle but it didn’t budge. In frustration I grab some snow beneath my feet. The snow crunches in my mittens as I roll the snowball. I throw the snowball aggressively at the door. I stomp away with a look of dismay on my face. I hear the door opening and run back to it. Opening the door the sound of ringing bells and the wind fills my ears.

I enter the shop and I can’t help admire the place filled with dolls. There it is the doll I saw earlier. The one I look like. What’s that? Aww a small doll on a bicycle, it falls. It looks like it’s trying to exit the shop, furiously I must say. Why is it in such a hurry?

The doll’s gone. Where is it? I look up…ohh it’s over there. It’s so high I don’t think I can reach it. Ehh I’ll try. Look at its nose, it’s so cute. Did that doll’s eyes just move? What happened? Why is my vision like this? Like a fish lens. Am I in the doll? I AM THE DOLL! How can this happen? It can’t be. So all of these dolls are actually human. No, a new doll just appeared on the table.

The last thing we had to do for our Green Children project was to write a letter for the town. We had three choices. Write to Ms Jackson, our passed away brother and the town’s people. I chose to write to the citizens so the Green Girl can release her stress and anger on them and express all the emotions and situations she and her brother had to go through. I also wanted the community to know every terrible action they did towards the children and how it ruined their mental health.

Jesus ones said in The Bible “I am the light of the world. Whoever follows me will never walk in darkness but will have the light of life” Chapter twelve verses eight.

The moment I stepped into my new place my heart was filled with warm excitement. Chirping from the colourful flying bird invades my ears. It even has a pond,just for me. The water was so clean that I could see myself, it was like standing in a mirror. The fresh air filled my nose with such joy. I’m in a better place. The soft green grass felt like pillows on my feet and  beneath my tongue there were tingles from the cold air. I am still in disbelief that this is my place now.