It was cold and stormy. The wind made the window shake. Little five-year-old Thomas was looking out the window best he could to see if his parents were coming back for him. But they weren't coming back, they didn't want nothing to do with him, they didn't even want him when he was born. So they took him to a foster home three states away.
Before Thomas was sent to the foster home, he would run around the house trying to find some place to hide. His older brothers and sisters were always doing something wrong. One day his sister locked him in the closet with no food or water. It lasted for weeks and weeks until their parents came home from vaction which they just said they were at work. But before Thomas could do anything, they sent him to the foster home.
The foster home was located in a downtown city in New York. Thomas was so scared when he first got there. He often sits all alone in the darkness as he crys and no one comes to help him.
TEN YEARS LATER
It was dinner time, the bell rang. Thomas couldn't stand it, he knew he had to break out of this horrible place. It was dark outside, nobody will see him leave right? He sneaks over to the gate. Quietly he picks the lock. The gate opens. He runs and runs.
Not really knowing the city, Thomas just finds a box beside a dumptser for the night. He didn't have any thoughts about what the foster home people would say when they find out that he was gone. He felt as no one loved him anyway. After crawling in to the box for the night, he lays down and falls asleep.
In the morning, people are looking for him. The foster people called the police and told them Thomas was missing.
"Tell Me alittle more about Thomas,and I'm sure we can find him better if we knew what he looked like and things like that." a police man said......