A Special but Happy boy
Susan 高也 200110519
In the early part of the last century, there was a very mysterious mountain in the southwest of the world; it was very steep. At first, many explorers arrived but few went to the deepest part of the mountain, and many even died here. This scared people outside the city. They thought ghosts there would hurt people.
It was said that the mountain would become very lively at midnight; there were many people talking, singing, and dancing, as if they were having a party. When the sun rose, everything was as quiet as usual. This made the mountain even more mysterious.
One night, a shout came that shook me off the bed, "Charles, it is time to eat!"
"Well, I will come at once," I answered.
Oh, my name is Charles, a child who grew up on the mountain. I was already 10 years old. I had a happy family: my father, mother, and sister. But, in particular, they could only appear at night. During the day, I played with the animals on the mountains, like running with horses and singing with the birds. At night, I would watch TV and chat with my family. When we ate, I was actually the only person who could eat. My father talked about football for us, but my sister only wanted to sing. And my mom usually cleaned the room.
I really loved playing football. When I saw people play football on TV, I curiously asked my father if I could play football with them. Hearing my question, the family stopped and answered me unanimously and firmly, saying, "No."
Mom said, " It is dangerous outside the mountain. You cannot go out."
I could only resist curiosity and continue to stay on the mountain. The next day, I played outside. Suddenly, I kicked the ball down to the distant ground. I ran down the path to catch the ball. I ran to the foot of the hill and found a kid about my age playing football.
This was the first time I saw a person like me. I ran over happily and said, "Do you want to play football with me?"
He nodded with joy.
We had a great time. The sun soon flowed down the hill, and I had to go back. I asked him if he could play together tomorrow?
He said, "Yes."
I was so happy because he was my first friend.
I usually slept until the afternoon after sunrise for special family reasons. But because I was so excited, I couldn't sleep. I couldn't wait to find the boy to play with. So, when I got up, I immediately ran down the hill and found him sitting by the river.
I asked him where he came from.
He said his name was Moore, and like me, he was only 10 years old. His family had died in an accident, but his father left him a large fortune. But Moore's uncle Martin was a bad and greedy man. He wanted to take Moore's property for himself, so he drove Moore out of the house. Therefore, he had no choice but to live in tents that had been left by other adventurers at the foot of the hill with his only companion, his old family dog. But the keys and location of the family vault were only known to Moore himself, so Martin could not find the fortune at all. After listening to his experience, I wished that I could help him. But I didn’t know what to do.
As I was eager to go to the outside world, Moore took me to the outside of the mountains. There were many things I had never seen. The outside world was bigger than I had thought, and people used cars to go far away. From time to time, there flew something like a bird, and Moore said it was called plane and it could take people to the other side of the earth. Although I didn't really understand, I knew it was cool. There was still plenty of food that I hadn’t seen, and Moore bought me a big watermelon with the money he had left. Sweet, big watermelon will disperse all the heat. "I have never eaten anything so delicious," I said excitedly. We also ran into a group of kids playing football, and we joined them. Later, I learned that the children were orphans, and that they lived in a dilapidated welfare home. Old Ms. Danae was the president of the welfare home.
After listening to Moore's experience, Ms. Danae said she could take him for a while. But because it was really small and broken, he had to leave after a while. I didn’t want Moore to leave, so I had to think of a way.
Late at night, my mother shouted again, "What do you say? Have you made friends with others?"
But my father calmly asked him about his name and identity.
I told them what had happened.
Dad said, "I am very happy that you made friends, and we will help you find a way. But now, first go upstairs and play with your sister."
I ran upstairs happily.
Only my parents were downstairs. My mother said angrily, "If anyone finds out, we can't stay with Charles."
But Dad said, " He can't stay here all his life. He needs to make friends and then leave here. He is a living human, but we are all ghosts."
Eight years ago, because our family was attacked by robbers and was forced to flee to the mountain, they were on the verge of death except for me. A witch appeared and said that if you stayed on the mountain all your life, you could be with Charles as ghosts. However, if any other living humans see you, you will leave this earth and be trapped in a very bad place. Despite the risk, my parents agreed.
Before sunrise, my father told me, "You can let him live in our house, but be careful not to let him find out about us."
I was very happy and woke up the next day with enthusiasm for trying to find him. But I did not see him when I went to his tent. I thought he would be back soon, but he didn't appear when the sun set. I walked into the tent and found traces of a struggle on the ground. It made me suddenly think of Moore’s uncle. He always remembered that Moore had the key to open the vault. He had to have been taken away, and I had to go to save him. But I did not know where they were. Suddenly I heard rustling outside and ran out and found that it turned out to be Moore's dog. "Oh, great, it must know where they are." I gave it something to eat, and it led me running down the hill. This was the second time I had seen things outside, but this time I didn't have time to appreciate them. I had to find my only friend.
It was nearly midnight when we found Moore. This time was very good for me. It seemed that Moore’s uncle had a large gang of people helping him, but everyone was already asleep, but I wasn't sleepy at all because of the different work and rest schedules. I quietly looked for Moore. Moore's dog came over, bit my shirt, and yanked me away. Apparently, it had found Moore. I followed the dog and found Moore in the backyard kitchen. I drilled through the window, woke him up, and ran with him into the mountains.
But we had forgot one thing, because of the rain, we left footprints. After dawn, they found Moore missing and tracked us down. While some ran away for fear of ghosts on the mountains, Martin and a few still chased us because they desperately wanted to get into the vault.
We ran and stopped very near my home. As we were drinking water at the creek, we heard Martin’s gangs’ voices. I was afraid that if they found my family’s presence, my family would disappear. So, we could only find other places to hide. However, what worried me happened; at night, my mother found me missing and called my name. The whole mountain could hear it, and the gang ventured to walk in the direction of the sound.
To keep them out, Moore and I decided to lure them away, so we dug a large pit and covered them. We mounted two big horses and rode them as fast as they could go. They saw us and caught up. Although we rode quickly, we couldn’t outrun their car. Soon, they caught up, and got out of the car. But this was as planned; we got off the horses, and I shot down a beehive near the car with a slingshot. The beehive fell and a group of bees flew out. Because the bees slowed them down, we immediately reached the pit. Sure enough, we succeeded; we ran around the leaves on the road, but the jerks fell into the pit. Thinking that he had escaped from them, Martin climbed up on the back of his companions. When we thought we would be captured, he stopped walking and suddenly fainted. The people in the pit also kept screaming and then climbed outside. It turned out that they had seen my family.
Although we were out of danger, my family had been seen by mortals. The magic failed. My family would soon disappear. I was very sad and blamed myself.
I cried, "If I hadn’t left the mountain, you wouldn’t have to disappear!"
My father came over and patted me on the shoulder and said to me, " You are not wrong, but you are also very brave. Now we are sure that you can take care of yourself and protect others. We can 't stay with you all your life, and you can' t live on this mountain forever. You should have your own life."
The witch appeared and said, " Because of your kindness, your family can go to heaven. The stars in the sky at night are they, and they will be very happy in heaven."
At the time of parting, we held tightly together.
Finally, Moore and I left the mountain and sent his uncle to the police. Moore also got the property he deserved. He gave the property to Ms. Danae and told her to establish a welfare home for all the orphans. The two of us also started a new life there.