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"Lost in Teen" Part 4: A short story by Michael Wright
By Michael Wright
Jan 12, 2014 - 12:17:22 AM

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Riding to the home of his friend, Mark tried to let go of his now old home. It was like a surreal dream going from one challenging life to another. His thoughts ran crazy in his mind as he tried to reconcile his situation to what he thought should be a reality. He was failing.

Once at the house, Matt began to talk excitedly, "You know I always wanted a brother to share things with."

"Oh yeah," Mark replied thinking how he was already going to lose so much control over his life. It felt like there was way too much happening too fast. "I was thinking we could do some fishing and swimming off the dock and on my boat," Matt continued.

"I didn't know you had a boat," Mark answered surprised. Things were beginning to sound a little better.

"Oh yeah," Matt never missed a beat. "I've been working on getting it ready to float. I only have a few things to fix on the steering and it'll be ready to go."

"You live on the water?" Mark asked still more surprised. It was dark when he had been at the house both times now. He had never had a chance to look around.

"Yeah," Matt smiled, "the mill pond is almost right outside our back door."

Mark nodded his head in approval. "I think this could be fun."

"I know it's going to be fun," Matt shrugged his shoulders in excitement.

"So where will I sleep?" Mark asked looking around at the bedroom. He noticed there was only one bed. He didn't like the idea already.

"Well, for now I guess we'll have to share," Matt began to realize the situation. He had been so excited about the prospect of having a friend over indefinitely that he hadn't given the smaller details much thought.

"Would it be ok if I slept on the floor?" Mark asked hoping not to offend his new found friend.

"Yeah I guess," Matt looked even more confused. "Why would you want to sleep on the floor?"

"Well I'm kind of used to sleeping on a harder surface and I don't know if I can adjust that easy anymore," Mark shot back. In his mind it would have to be better than sharing a full size bed with his over grown friend. All he could think of was waking up in the middle of the night to find Matt's arm around him not realizing he wasn't the pillow.

Matt thought about it for a minute and then smiled. "Yeah, it's hard to say what happens once I'm sleeping. Maybe that is a good idea."

Together they rounded up Mark's things from the back of the station wagon and made a makeshift bed on the wall side of the bed. That way it would be safer for Mark if Matt decided to make a middle of the night walk to the bathroom.

"Let me show you the shower and where we keep towels and such," Matt finished up giving Mark the tour of the house. By now it was getting late and both had to be ready for school in the morning.

Mark lay in his sleeping bag happy to be indoors and having a real toilet to use as needed. He felt even more comfort to know how clean the whole house was kept. That meant he wouldn't have to contend with mice or other surprises as he lay on the floor.

In the dark as the house fell silent, Mark could hear the sounds of people sleeping. It was a new experience after so long listening to the wind flowing through the leaves and the sounds of small creatures running around on the forest floor. This was going to take a lot to get used to Mark thought.

He lay resting his head on a real pillow enjoying the warmth of the house and protection from the elements. Then he wondered how it would work showering in the morning and getting ready for school. What time was he going to have to wake up? What was it going to be like contending with Matt's sister and Matt for the bathroom? So many questions going through his head. Then suddenly he was waking up and it was morning.

Mark lay staring at the ceiling. It was very strange to wake up to a surface so far away from his head. In his tent he could reach up and touch the top of his world. Today his world had changed. There were sounds of people moving about. It was almost scary. Mark didn't know how he was supposed to act. He was afraid to go into the hallway. He felt frozen with uncertainty. This was a bad idea was all he could think.

Matt's mother knocked on the door. "Mark are you decent?"

"Yes ma'am," Mark answered still not knowing how to act.

"First of all you can call me Karen," she started. "Now I want you to make yourself at home. I know this is all very new and very fast for you. I can imagine what you must be feeling now, but don't you worry about us. You just do what you need to do and we'll figure things out as we go. OK?"

Tears began to fill Mark's eyes, but he didn't want anyone to know. "Ok," he replied trying to sound like he was a man and not a crying little boy.

"Breakfast will be ready soon, but do what you have to so you're ready for school," Karen finished up their talk and disappeared down the stairs.

Mark got his clothes together and made his way to the bathroom. To his relief Matt was just walking out and his sister was using the master bathroom in their mother's bedroom. This was something they always did before Mark arrived. Wow, Mark thought to himself. He was going to be using a real bathroom and a real shower.

A resident of Albuquerque, N.M., Michael Wright has a master's degree in secondary counseling and is the author of the novel "Death of a Green Soldier." All proceeds from the sales of Death of a Green Soldier will go toward a missionary mission to the Philippines.

Michael Wright

A short story by Michael Wright: Lost in Teen - Part 1
Dec 4, 2013

After putting his books back in his locker, Mark found his way to the exit doors where Jeff and Matt were waiting for him. They walked quietly from school to Jeff's house. It was good to feel the warmth of the sun on them this unusually warm fall day. The color of the leaves was growing bright. This made it more enjoyable to all of them as they walked through the historic small town.


All proceeds from the sales of Death of a Green Soldier will go toward a missionary mission to the Philippines
Michael Wright is a resident of Albuquerque, N.M. After an honorable discharge from the United States Army, Michael Wright earned his master's degree in Secondary Counseling and worked with troubled teens for more than 20 years. He has recently published a 374 page book called Death of a Green Soldier which was released on June 20th. All proceeds from the sales of Death of a Green Soldier will go toward a missionary mission to the Philippines.

Control Freak: Take Responsibility for Your Own Life (Part 1 of 2)
By Michael Wright
Dec 29, 2013

There have been so many reports of people who lost health insurance while trying to apply as law-abiding citizens. Many were given Medicaid when they were not applying for it. Some had rates rise far greater than they could ever afford to pay. The most concerning is the idea that once given the information the program can be hacked by professional hackers and all your information is now in the hands of people who are less than honest. It is hard to know who is in control.

Life Lessons from Sir Isaac Newton
by Michael Wright
Dec 13, 2013

It has been proven over and over that two objects cannot occupy the same space at the same time. Think about car accidents: it seems drivers are always trying to prove this theory false. Sometimes the result of testing this theory is very traumatic and sometimes it's almost comical. Sadly, too many times it ends tragically.

Messiah or AntiChrist
by Michael Wright
Jan 5, 2014

In January 2013, the cover of Newsweek has an interesting title. It says The Second Coming: America expects; can he deliver. The pope of the Catholic Church has released a statement that says, "You ask me if the God of the Christians forgives those who don't believe and who don't seek the faith. I start by saying -- and this is the fundamental thing -- that God's mercy has no limits if you go to him with a sincere and contrite heart. The issue for those who do not believe in God is to obey their conscience." It is alarming to have these statements even raised to begin with.


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