The Lost Thing

One day after school I was waiting for my Mum to pick me up when out of the corner of my eye I saw something small moving. I turned my body to face the small creature, who appeared to be crying. It looked up at me with a sad face so I bent down and picked it up. It was light, with a dark green body with pale red hair, and wearing red shoes. The thing felt metallic like a robot.  I asked what was wrong but there was no answer. It just looked at me helplessly.

A car pulled up and I turned around to see my Mum motioning me to hop in. I put my bag on the back seat and was about to hop in when I thought about the creature.  I couldn’t bring myself to just leave it there so I picked it up and put it in my pocket.

When we got home I raced up to my room and took the creature out. My mind was wondering many things. Where had it come from?, Where did it belong? Once again I tried to ask it something but without luck. The computer had no information on what the thing was, but it came up with a website called ‘Your Lost Thing’, about a place where you can take unusual things that don’t fit in. I clicked on and looked for information on where I could find it. Luckily it wasn’t far from where I lived.  I put my hands out and the thing slowly walked onto them.

We arrived just over 20 minutes later outside two big steel doors. I pushed them open and walked up to a big desk sitting in the middle of the room. I asked where I should take my lost thing. She was about to tell me where to go, but it seemed like something stopped her. Her expression changed to a caring, loving face. She bent down to my ear and whispered some directions. I thanked her and walked down a long dark hall just like her directions said. After walking about 10 metres I arrived at small painting on the wall. I lifted the painting off the wall and discovered a small door with a hole in the centre. I pressed my eye against the hole and was amazed at what I saw on the other side. There were hundreds maybe even thousands of ‘lost things’ just like mine walking around in a light, bright big space. I looked down at the creature. It had a great big smile on it’s face. I lifted my hand up to the door and it walked inside. The lost thing turned around and waved goodbye.

Even to this day I still think about the small lost thing and wonder if it’s happy?