Hunter’s Journey Part 6

The next morning, Hunter wakes up remembering what happened the night before. He hopes he can do better today and tries to get up before anyone has to remind him to get ready for the day. After getting dressed he notices how quiet it sounds in the house, it makes him nervous. He begins to walk out of his room to find his new foster brother and pet.

“Luke? Ms. Everett?”

Hunter begins to walk around the house saying this until he reaches the kitchen. He begins to get frightened about where they went. He always has a fear of people leaving him because of his parents.

“Surprise, Hunter!” Luke comes out from underneath the table out in front of him

“Wh-Wh-What?” Hunter starts stuttering after becoming nervous. He’s always had a strong reaction to situations because of reasons he can’t really explain.

“It’s your birthday, Hunter. You remember right?”

“Huh? I don’t remember ever being excited about that.” Hunter starts to think back to times in the past when at the orphanage he would receive notes from his father about his birthday. It was always something that made him more nervous than happy.

“Calm down, Luke. Hunter, Happy Birthday. You’re 4 years old now.”

“Is that a good thing?”

“Yes. I know we weren’t able to celebrate properly at the orphanage, but we will try this time. Come on. We’re going to go out somewhere before you go back to school after thanksgiving.”

Luke,Hunter, and Ms. Everett went somewhere special for the day to celebrate. Luke took Hunter to a tree house that he built with his friends that used to be fostered there when he was younger.

“I know you’re younger than I was when I built this, but you’re different than I was.”

“Thank you, Hunter.”

“You two have fun with Lucky as well. Alright?”

“I’ll take care of Hunter. Don’t worry.”

“Alright, Luke. Head home when it starts getting dark.”

Hunter climbs into the tree behind Luke and Lucky. He starts to think about how much these two have accepted him into something that was a family of just them for so long. He hopes he can stay with them both forever, but knows Ms Everett can’t bear the burden forever. He’s scared, but decides to save worrying for later. It’s the first time he’s had real fun in a long time with anyone else.

“Come on, Hunter. Let’s go. I have games up here!”

Hunter’s Journey Part 5

The next day arrives. Hunter wakes up in a room he isn’t used to and freaks out for a minute. He doesn’t remember where he is and starts to shake.

“Hunter, are you alright?”

It takes Hunter a minute to remember that it’s Luke talking to him. He tries to stop shaking to quit worrying his new brother Luke and their dog Lucky.

“Yeah. I’m sorry. Is something wrong that you woke me up?”

“No. It’s time to eat breakfast. Come on, mom is waiting.”

Luke had learned to call her mom. The woman had been like a mother to him for as long as he could remember and he knew he would always be with her. He had always wanted a brother to be there, but she had said it wasn’t going to be an easy task for her to raise two children.

Hunter follows Luke out to the kitchen and is confused. He expects a small serving of cereal like at the orphanage. The orphanage didn’t have a lot of money in it’s later years. They had to ration food the best they could to supply enough for everyone. Instead, there’s a choice of sausage, eggs, and toast.

“Hunter, go ahead and eat.”

“I can have anything?”

“Yes. Let’s get some of this into you. You don’t weigh enough and the owner wants you to become more healthy while you’re here as a foster child. It will make it easier for your other health problems to improve.”

As Hunter finishes eating, there is another phone call on the home phone. The mother asks Hunter to answer it and give it to her. He used to do this at the orphanage and she thought it would help him feel a little more at home because Luke was taking Lucky out in their backyard.

“Miss Everett?”

“No. Do you need her for something?”

The man on the other end acts surprised. He recognizes the voice. He had always visited the orphanage and heard Hunter’s voice, but never been allowed to visit.

“Hunter…?”

Hunter starts to get nervous. He begins to shake as he realizes who this might be. Miss Everett begins to wonder if the call was meant for him.

“Hunter, is everything alright? Give me the phone. It’s alright..”

She takes the phone and hangs it up. She goes over and starts calming Hunter down like she has many times before. She sings his favorite song softly to him.

“Mom? Is he ok?”

“Yes. There was just a slight problem over the phone. Don’t worry about it.”

“Miss Everett?”

“Yes, Hunter?”

“Was that man my father? He knew who I was.”

“Yes, it was. He’s not allowed around here though. I want you to understand that.”

“He never hurt me though. He never wanted to get rid of me. It was my mother that made him get rid of me when I was born with these..things.”

Hunter looks down at his arm that shows his scars over the years. The scars that show how affected these conditions have made him.

“I know. I think it’s time to let you settle in more though. Let’s get you in the bath to calm you down. Then you can play with Lucky and Luke while I deal with this. Alright, son?”

“Yeah. That sounds better.”

It’s hard for Hunter to remember the times he’s been called son. It’s either been by the owner of the orphanage or this woman. The only other time was from his father who wasn’t his dad. These people had been his family. He just hopes he can get through this.

Maybe I can stay here with them forever if I behave? I like Luke and Miss Everett. Lucky’s a nice pet too.

He follows Miss Everett to the bathroom to the bath as he considers his new life.

Hunter’s Journey Part 4

“Hunter, you alright?”

“Did something happen, Nurse?”

“You passed out in the car. I was worried.”

“I was scared. I don’t like being in a place I don’t know.”

“I know. Let’s get you in the house now. We need to get you situated around the others that live here.”

“Others live here…?”

“Yes. Don’t worry. They’ll be fine being around you because of what I told them about your situation.”

Hunter is lead into a house that is bigger than he’s used to. He’s used to having just one room to himself that isn’t very big. 

Now, he has a quiet place to himself. He always wanted this. Then, Why is he this afraid of the room? 

“Hunter, Come on. I need to introduce you to the others. You can put your stuff away later on.”

Hunter, being the nervous child he is at the time, puts all his stuff away first. This is his only method of stalling from meeting, what he expects, to be the family of Ms. Everett. 

Half an hour later, when Hunter finally musters the courage to go meet them, finds out that he’s being introduced to Luke and Lucky instead. 

Luke is a young child Ms. Everett had adopted years ago from the same orphanage Hunter had been living in. Lucky was a puppy that Ms. Everett had gotten quite recently. 

“Hunter, I know I didn’t mention to you the fact that you have a temporary sibling, but I adopted Luke years ago. He’s from the same place you are and I hope you two will get along. Lucky is my, our, new puppy. I got him to see if he could be someone you connected with. I remember you liking dogs and Luke has always wanted one.”

“Thank you Ms. Everett, but if I’m not staying very long, what will happen to Lucky?”

“We’ll all worry about those details later. For now, I hope you can get settled in here and that we can learn to be some form of a family. It will help us all to be around each other for awhile.”

As Ms. Everett says those last few words, she gets a call from the owner of the orphanage. Hunter’s father had called again. He wanted to see his son. This worried Ms. Everett because she knew the story quite well. She hoped they could convince the father that Hunter still needed healing before they could meet again. 

“Luke, show Hunter around. I have to take this call. It’s important. Enjoy staying with us Hunter.”

“Thank you, Ms. Everett, For everything,” Hunter whispers.

“Let’s go, Hunter. It’s going to be nice for me to have a friend. Even if you are young, maybe this’ll be fun for both of us. I hope you can get used to me. 

Hunter’s Journey Part 3

The next morning, Hunter was sitting in his room waiting for the news. He hoped that he could stay with the people he knew, but he didn’t want to bother them like he had his parents. 

Why did he think of them? They hadn’t ever wanted him in the first place. They had left him to the orphanage when they were told he was “disabled.” Whatever that word meant to them. It frightened them. They abandoned him, but he wished he could know them someday.

He sat there thinking about his parents until the owner came to visit him.

“Son, you’re going to stay with the nurse for a few weeks as a foster. We’re going to hopefully find a place for you to stay.”

“Ok. Is she alright with having me live there?”

“She’s treated you like her son since you came here. It will be no problem. I’ll be checking up on you often to make sure everything goes well.”

“Thank you. I hope it’s not too much of a bother.”

“It’s not. You leave today. The nurse will be here soon.”

Hunter went and got the knife he had hidden from the owner and nurse for a long time. It was the only thing he had to remember his parents by.

His father had wanted him to have it when he was older, but the orphanage thought it was too dangerous for a 3 year old child. They were right. 

He hopes he can sneak the knife with him because of the memory it holds for him, but he knows they won’t allow it. This was due to his cutting since he had turned 3, but he wanted that memory to stay with him.

He stays in his room until later in the day. The nurse was going to take him to a home. 

Would this be what he was waiting for? Was the nurse going to ditch him after dealing with him for awhile?

He didn’t know, but he hoped he could be a good son to someone. Even though his parents hadn’t wanted him, he wanted to be with some family that would accept him for once. 

Hours later, Hunter was given a case to put his possessions in to prepare to leave the orphanage. He hid the knife inside of the clothes he took with him. 

Soon after, the nurse arrived and took him home. 

This was strange to Hunter. He was outside of the orphanage and outside the fence surrounding it. It felt scary to him, but he hoped it would be better than what was before.

He stood there for awhile behind the nurse. She knew he was afraid. 

Awhile passed before he finally got into the car to go to “home.” Whatever that word meant to him at this point. 

Hunter’s Journey Part 2

The next day, Hunter was sitting his room. He was one of the only kids that had their own room, because of his multitude of conditions that he couldn’t control.

He was sitting there thinking about what the nurse had said; He remembered what he had overheard and that there were new visitors in the orphanage looking to adopt. They were looking for a young child to raise; He was a possible foster candidate or adoption candidate for once.

He realized something else; He was scared; He liked being in the same place with the same people every day, but he knew someday he would leave. Knowing this, he went to meet these families. 

They were looking only at the babies through the 5 year old children. Most of the families looked at the more active children and ignored Hunter completely, because he frightened them. 

All of the children that were older than 5 had already been sent to foster homes or adopted at this point. The young ones were the only ones left and it looked to Hunter like all the others would be taken before him; He was scared. 

All of the other children, like Hunter feared, were adopted that day by these families. The nurse and the owner of the orphanage became worried for the child. He was only 3 years old after all. They couldn’t leave him in a foster home that didn’t want him. 

The owner came to visit the child; He wanted to reassure the boy that they would find a place he could stay. 

Hunter was in his room, wondering if cutting would be an escape, when the owner came in to speak with him. He had spoken to the man once before when his self-harm had gotten worse than the orphanage could handle. He had been sent to a hospital and agreed to be better, because he didn’t want to go back. 

The owner walked into the room with the child to talk to him. 

“Son, is everything alright?”

“Yes. Should I be worried? No one seems to want me.”

“We’ll find you a place to stay. I don’t know where yet.”

“Sorry I’ve been such a trouble to you and the nurse.”

“You haven’t. One of us might have to be the one to look after you. Would you like that?”

“Yeah. I know you and her. I don’t know anyone else well.”

“I’ll talk to the nurse and we’ll see. We’ll find a place for you to stay kid. A 3 year old child isn’t being put in a broken foster system.”

“Thanks sir.”

“Anytime. I started in this line of work for a reason. I’ll see you tomorrow. It’ll give me time to speak with Ms. Everett. Good night Hunter.”

“Good night sir.”

 

 

Hunter’s Story Part 1 (Writing 101: Day Nineteen)

The orphanage was becoming more full every day in this small, poor town. The owners of the building were becoming concerned about what they were going to do. They had too many children in their care to allow them to shut down. They were scared of losing staff because of low funds, but they weren’t going to give up. There were certain children people were more worried about than others because of their age. One of those was the 3 year old boy named Hunter.

Hunter was a very shy child that they were dealing with. He had been diagnosed with autism and depression almost immediately by the doctors at the orphanage. No foster parent wanted to deal with a child like that. He was 3 years old, but was always quiet and never talked. It scared many people to the point of avoiding him. That was other than the nurse who looked after him.

His nurse, Ms. Everett, was one of the few people Hunter would talk to. She went to check on Hunter, because she had been ordered to make sure  he didn’t hurt himself. He had been known to try if no one checked up on him occasionally. When Ms. Everett entered the room to visit him, Hunter was, for once, in the mood to talk to her more.

“Hi Nurse” 

“Hunter? You feeling alright today?”

“Yeah.”

“Let me check you. There’s a new scar on you. What happened?”

“I got sad again. I’m sorry about that, Nurse.”

“I’m not mad, just take care of yourself. You’re a little kid; You should be running around playing with the others. I shouldn’t have to check up on you like this.”

“I know, it’s just hard being here for me. I like being alone sometimes. I don’t get along with the other kids. I get along with the therapy animals better.”

“Well, if you can get a home someday, you can have pets around you. Alright Hunter?”

“Yeah. No one wants a kid like me though.”

“Someone will. I’ll be around later to check on you again. Let’s keep ourselves healthy for the next foster parents that visit. Alright?”

“Bye Nurse.”

Hunter decides to really try not to hurt himself for the nurse and for the new foster parents to visit the orphanage. He thought to himself: “Do I really want to be taken from here? I like being with someone I recognize.” 

After that, there were new foster parents visiting the next day and he was still nervous about it. He hoped someone, hopefully the nurse, would help him to figure out what to do.

He had overheard the owner saying they needed to get the kids out of there, causing him to be even more nervous. He was shaking. He hoped one of the foster parents would take him for once.