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A Change in Emotion

By Anton Le Poidevin, year 3, Vauvert School

“How do you feel about going home to your real parents now the war is over?”, said Lacey.

“I feel worried, you’re the only mum I’ve ever known’, I said with a tear running down my face. I’d been with Lacey for five years. I didn’t even know what my parents looked like I thought. And I’d miss the smell of the countryside.

Lacey smiled but her eyes started to well with tears. “Give me a hug”, Lacey softly said. “It will all be fine”, she whispered.

The next day I was nervous because I was seeing my parents again, we were meeting at the train station.

“I’ll miss you”, said Lacey.

I replied, “I’ll visit every week”.

Once the train stopped it was absolute chaos, people were running in all directions as families were together again.

“Look, there are your parents”, Lacey pointed.

Suddenly my eyes lit up and my tummy felt good, my body forced me to run to them with joy. I was so happy but sad at the same time.

“Bye, see you soon”, I called over my shoulder to Lacey.

Mum bent down to hug me and I saw we had the same brown hair then dad picked me up threw me in the air, as our eyes met I saw they were the same greeny-blue as mine. Now I remembered what my parents looked like.

We caught the train home, when I was shown to my room I saw my favourite toy truck I had when I was two. Even now I’m seven I still love it.

It’s was bedtime, I asked mum to read to me and when she’d finished I fell asleep.

I was home at last.

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