My last wish: part 3

Author: Shayne
From: McAlester, USA
Age: 16
Date: 4th Jun 2007, 10:17 PM
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Title: My last wish: part 3

To Mateo's misfortune his brother, Shen, was waiting for him at the doorway when we run inside from the rain. I could tell he was really angry for taking his car, but I dont think he would have done much to him since thier were witnesses around. So instead he attempts to lock his brother back outside the house.
'Shen, Mai, Mateo.' Mr. Wong says as he comes across the living room to the hallway. 'Come on and eat something. Shen wheres your brother?'
'outside being wierd.' Shen says then turns to me. 'Sorry you had to be trapped with him most of the time. if he bothers you just let me know.' Then he and Bobby rushes into the kitchen. I wait until Mr. Wong lets Mateo in and the three of us go into the kitchen to fix ourselves some plates. Everyone goes into the living room and we circle the tv and fireplace. I sit quietly as i listen to everyones conversation as well as noticing how fortunate the Wong family are. I wish I had all this stuff. Expensive house, car, a flat screen tv and an awsome surround sound system. In my house we have an older model and we have to go to the tv to change the channel since we lost the remote. Mateo reaches for a small case were he keeps all his movies and we watch spiderman 2. Then after a few more movies we begin to pick random movies to watch.
'Hey, I have to go up stairs for a while and change my wet clothes. I think this couch is becoming too damp.' Mateo says as he leaves Bobby, Shen and I to ourselves to find another movie.
'All we have is junk.' Shen says as he digs in an old box were movies are stuffed. 'whats this? i have never seen this tape before. Nor did I know we still have tapes.' He looks at the title of the tape then look at the cover. 'Looks like a home film movie. Do you want to watch?'
'I dont care.' both Bobby and i say as Shen looks at both of us to see if we will complain.
'Well atleast i know im safe since we dont have any imbarrasing films about me. And if it is I will stand right here to turn it off.'
Suddenly the lights flicker three times and finally turns off. The sudden darkness scars me a little and i look around. Thanks to the sky light above us, I can slightly see around me.
'Oh, well i guess that was a sign that we shouldnt watch this junk anyway.' I hear Shen say as he tries to walk to the other side of the room. Not realizing that the box is still in his way he trips and falls down on the box. I hear something break then Shen saying something.
'Are you alright?' I say, now standing up from the couch.
'Yeah, but this box of junk is not. I think i broke something inside it.'
'What?!' I hear Mateo say once he returns to us.
'Oh, I didnt know you came back.' Shen says as he gets up and tries to see his brother through the darkness.
'what did you break?!'
'Relax Mateo its just a box of junk.' shen now sounds a little irritated.
'Excuse me but what did you break!'
'Calm down, it must have been something in that box near the tv.'
'that stuff is mine!' I see Mateo rush over to Shen and pick up the crushed box and things begin to falls out.
'Stop it Mateo your just over reacting!'
'Whats wrong, whats going on?' Mr. Wong says as he and the other parents come in the room, but it was too late. Mateo takes his things up stair with him and he slams the door behind him.
'Sorry everyone.' Mr. Wong says. 'He can act funny sometimes. You know he is my foster kid who just arrived hear last month. Lately he can be strange, but hes just adjusting to living here.'
I felt bad for him as his parents begin to belittle him and return to the kitchen to find candles. For a while I listen to everyone, then I deside to go up stairs. Mateo was sitting on his bed holding something in his hand. the lightening from outside his room window ever so often eluminates his room, then leaves the room dark once again. I battle in my mind whither or not to go in to talk to him, since I didnt think anyone else would, but what could I say?
'Man, I wish I could...' then i pause. I finally realize that all my life I was thinking about me and my problems and never realize that others are going through tough times too. Maybe thats why he was so offensive. I step into the room and wait at the door.
'hey.' Mateo says yet does not look at me.
'hey.' I watch him for a while then come closer.
'Im sorry about your brother breaking your stuff.'
i look down at my necklace and take it off myself and let it fall into my hand.
'you know, before I came here i had a hard time. I always had a hard time making friends but most importantly I didnt like the fact that I always had to move everywhere. i couldnt trust anyone because everyone would treat me different. I didnt like myself because i was so misfortunate, always having the worst stuff. Now since i live hear i have to admit I am a little jellous of you. You have all this stuff, yet I realize that I can consider you a friend even though i may not have the nicest things.' I felt bad since I thought my little speech was lame so i added. 'I just want to let you know that I can be a trusted friend, that is if you want to be my friend.'
'I'll think about it.' He says then stands up. 'Even though we only known each other for a day, i think I can give you a try.' He hands me a broken picture frame to me which is the thing in his hand.
'Do you know what is my favorite thing in this house?'
He asks me, knowing i may not answer correctly he says,
'My picture of my real family. They passed away in a storm like this one. I know it seems irronic that i will like storms when it reminds me of the car crash, but to me storms remind me of the good times we had together. Those 'junk' is the only things i have left from them. I guess i should get rid of them finally and move on.'
'No, you shouldnt.' I inturrupt. 'Maybe you should put it somewhere safe.'
'Its alright. all I need is this rinkled picture. Lets go back down stairs.'
'sure.'
For the rest of the night we talk to each other sharing our past lives before we moved here. To my surprise we have a lot in common. The lights finally turn on yet we dont join everyone in the living room to watch tv, instead we look out the window at the storm. The very next day I find my old camera and rush over next door. Mateo and I spend that day taking pictures of everything around us to create a new collection of memories. Mateo continues to keep his old stuff and his picture of his family in his room, but also beside it he has a picture of me.


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