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BOARDING PASS

INTRO
Kameron lived in a small house in Italy with his mom and his dad. He was fifteen and just about to start grade eleven, but kameron was not a good student. He mostly got D’s and F’s and he never had his work ready on time. He only had a few select friends that he had known for a long time and a girlfriend who he never saw much at all. Basically Kamerons life was a bust.

It all started on a cold Saturday morning in April. The day before had not been a good day. He had gotten into a fight at school. Kameron was always getting into fights and arguments, especially with his parents. Altogether he was a pretty bad kid. But this day was the worst of all days.

After kameron woke up he stumbled down the stairs only to find his parents sitting down at the kitchen table.
“Sit down Kameron” his parents sounded frustrated. And he noticed out of the corner of his eye, of course not wanting to acknowledge it, a packed suitcase.
‘Kameron, lately you have been a handful and your father and I think it is best that we do something about it.” His mother sounded serious but soft as she always does.
“Well why don’t you do something about it?”
“We have Kameron, tomorrow we are sending you to California.”
“Cali-California!?!” Kameron could not believe what he was hearing. Well of course he knew that his parents were always frustrated with him and he never came home when he was asked, but he certainly hadn’t done enough for them to just ship him of to California.
“Kameron, you’re too much for us anymore we’re sending you to a ‘home’ that cares for children of your need, you’re just too much…” I could see my mom tearing up now.
“You’re just going to get rid of me!” and then his father said without even the slightest sign of sorrow or regret, “Yes kameron we are, here’s your boarding pass and your bags are packed over there in the living room.” He handed me a small slip of paper with the words on it in bold print BOARDING PASS.

1
Running down the long highway in utter disbelief, Kameron has absolutely no idea why his parents had just rejected him like this. His eyes are dry and sour from crying and he has a cramp on his left side from running the long distance that his mother and father had driven him to.
Kameron has never expected it to come to this. He has dreamed of living his own life for quite some time but never to this extreme. Kameron was worried.

After at least twenty minutes of straight running he stops to think…

In the distance there is a loud roar of an engine. He looks at the empty highway wondering what it would be like to jump out in front of a passing car to end it all. But he quickly stops himself from the thought, getting chills from his body’s reaction to the insanity that is his life. Looking back on the road he sees a distant light approaching him. Curious and hopeful he throws out his thumb to the side of him and waits for the large truck to pass.
It stops. Kameron walks up to the car window cautiously, being careful not to seem too eager.
“Goin someplace kid?” Kameron stood very still. The man in the car was mysterious to him, something he never gave himself into. But very slowly he inched closer to the car window and whispered,
“Can you take me?”
“It depends kid, if you aint goin far then you aint goin with me.” Kameron certainly didn’t want to give up this ride if he didn’t take it he might be walking for hours. “Well, mister I can go as far as you need me to.”
“Get in.” He said it softly like he didn’t want anyone to hear it. Willingly Kameron got in to the back of the truck saying nothing and they drove without talking for quite some time. And soon he dozed off dreaming about a happy family and how it all fell apart…
When Kameron woke up it was still dark, quite darker than before so much so that he couldn’t see the seat in front of him, he tried to move his neck but it was sour from his sleeping position. He felt something in his back pocket and he reached down to grab it. It was a piece of paper and when he strained his eyes to look at it on the front in large bold print it said BOARDING PASS. His parents had given this to him earlier that day. Furious he crumpled up the paper and tried to find the handle to unroll his window. But all he could feel was a cool sheet of metal. Actually now that he thought about it, it was quite chilly in the truck, he tried talking to the guy who picked him up but there was no answer.
Feeling around himself he realized he was no longer in the truck that had picked him up.
But in a small metal compartment. One the size of a sofa or a large refrigerator, and when he looked up he saw a window with a face looking inside face, the face of the man. Smiling. And then the man said ever so softly.
“Your mine now and there’s no one who can save you. Is there Kameron?” laughing the man walked away and Kameron started to scream
“HELP ME SOMEONE HELP ME!!!!!!”
“Oh, hush Kameron,” the man was suddenly back and he spoke in a soft mothering tone “no one can hear you. You’ll be safe with me Kameron don’t you worry. Hush and go to sleep.”

And all of the sudden Kameron had the sense of calm, and he slept. But in the morning Kameron would not be sleeping, Kameron may not be living.



“Oh my god, oh my god. What are we going to do David?!?” Kamerons mother was frantic. He had been gone all night and when his father went into his room to go wake him up before his flight, he had not come home.
“Don’t worry honn, he’ll come home. I’ve called the police and they’ll be here soon.”
“SOON!!!!!!! Soon is not fast enough David. Our little boy is missing. HE”S MISSING!!!” David had never seen his wife like this, she was practically falling over she was crying so hard.
“Calm down Kayleigh,” David gave his wife a surprisingly cold look, “we’ll find him…eventually.”

The silence of the house that day was infinite, intriguing to any outsider who so entered the house. The police had left without any leads or evidence of what might have happened to Kameron.. Kamerons mother and father were sitting on the couch staring at the black screen of their 42” television. It had been a long day and Kamerons dad suggested that Kayleigh should go up to bed and he would be up in a minute. So she went upstairs unknowingly, silently thinking of her son. Meanwhile Kamerons father picked up the phone and dialed…

“Hey john, do you got him?”
“Yeah he took the bate easy…so when do you want me to start, uhh you know…?”
“Oh don’t worry about that, just make sure he doesn’t get out. I’ll much rather enjoy watching you do it in person.”
“Hey uhh…David.”
“What?”
“You really want to go through with this?”
“More than anything…and don’t worry about the knife I’ve got plenty right here.”

“Hey David who you talking to down there?” David dropped the phone. Kayleigh was at the top of the stairs looking down at him.
“Just an old friend, go on to bed I’ll just finish up here.” After Kayleigh was gone David picked up the phone again.

“Sorry john my wife scared me half to death.”
“What if your wife finds out? What’ll happen then?”
“I’ll figure out something alright now I got to go she’s getting suspicious”
“Alright…hey, what do I do with the boy tonight?”
“Use your imagination.” David hung up the phone and casually walked upstairs. No one had a clue what was going on, and no one would ever will. Or so he thought.