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The doorbell rings as I open the fridge door.

“Mom! There’s someone at the door!” my 3 year old daughter, Meghan says.

“Yes, sweetie, I heard it,” I reply. I close the fridge and walk to the door. I pass by Meghan, her twin brother, Lucas, and our adorable Shih Tzu, Princess.

I open the door and see a person with a cap and gown on, like he was about to graduate from high school. His back was facing me, so I couldn’t make up what he looked like.

“Um, hello,” I say, awkwardly.

“Kayla!” he says, turning around and hugging me. I hug him back, a single tear falling on his gown.

“Carson?” I ask.

“Yes, Kayla, it’s me,” he responds, letting go of our hug.

“Honey? Who’s at the door?” my husband, Jack asks.

“Honey?! You’re married now?!” Carson asks me.

“Yeah,” I reply.

“Kayla? Who’s at the door?” Jack asks.

“Jack, it’s Carson!” I reply.

“You and Jack finally got married?!” Carson asks me.

“Yeah,” I reply. “Come in.” I open the door wider to let him in. After a couple minutes, I realized something that I should have noticed before. Then, I hear him gasp at our huge house and I get distracted.

“Wow, what do you do for a living?” he asks, but gets distracted by Lily, Max, and Princess.

“I’m a doctor and I occasionally do surgeries,” I reply. I crouch down next to Meghan. “This is Meghan, that’s Lucas and this adorable puppy is Princess.”

“Is she a Shih Tzu?” he asks.

“Yeah, both Jack and I missed you and got a Shih Tzu in your favor. We knew that you loved Shih Tzus,” I explained.

“Aww, thanks Kayla,” he says, hugging me again.

“Now, let’s talk,” I say, taking his hand and leading him to the couch.

“Okay.”

“What happened these past, umm, thirteen years,” I ask, surprised that thirteen years have passed by since he went missing.

“Well, it’s a long story,” he says.

“Okay, well start with the reason why you are still 17 years old and I’m 30 years old.”

Carson’s POV

 

Thirteen years ago…

“Carson, time to go,” I hear my mom say. It seemed far away. Her voice, I mean.

“Mom?” I ask, even though I knew it was her.

“Yes, Carson, let’s go,” she said. I removed the sheets from around my body and left to get changed. I got ready in five minutes flat and joined my mom at the car.

“Carson, where’s your cap and gown?” she asks me.

“Oh my gosh! I totally forgot!” I yelled. I ran out of the car, changed out of everything, put on my suit and tie. I grab my light orange gown and cap. I quickly combed my hair back and added some hair gel.

“Okay, now I’m ready,” I said, putting on my seatbelt. I unstrapped and opened the door.

“Where are you going now?” she asked me.

“I need to get my speech,” I replied.

“Hurry, you have thirty minutes till it starts and you need to be there twenty minutes before,” she said. I ran back to my room and grabbed a piece of paper that was on my desk. I looked over it to make sure that it was my graduation speech. I was the president of my school and as always, needed to make a speech.

“Now, I’m ready,” I said, putting my seatbelt on.

“Okay, let’s then,” my mom said. She started the engine and reversed out of the driveway. I grabbed my phone from the pocket of my gown and texted my best friend, Kayla.

Hey, are you at school for graduation yet?

No, just about to be. Jacks driving me

Ah, why am I not surprised

Shush.

But you guys are an adorable couple

Aww, thanks

Well, I’ll see you there. Bye

Bye

“Carson, I’m going to go pick up your sister from her school and your dad, her, and I will be there just in time for you to make your speech and walk across the stage,” my mom explained.

“Okay, mom,” I said. I started  to leave the car, but she grabbed my arm.

“Just know that I am so proud of you and everything you do,” she said. I smiled and left the car. I could tell that she was trying to hold back the tears and I had to get out because if she started fountain of tears, it would be like Niagara Falls in that car.

I waved goodbye to her and turned around to be greeted by Kayla and Jack.

“Hey, president, you’re wanted at the stage,” Kayla said.

“Why?” I asked.

“They need to measure your height or something for the stage,” Jack explained. I just nod and walk alongside them to the stage.  

They quickly measured me and made sure I could stand on the stage and still be seen through the stand.

       “You can practice for a couple minutes or walk around or whatever,” one of them said, but I couldn’t tell who.

I decided to walk to the garden, the place where I always went to think and concentrate on things. Out of all the buildings or places in the whole school, the garden was my favorite.

I was the only one who knew about the garden, well other than the gardener.

I went over my graduation speech a couple times.

I walk around a bit and then I heard my phone ring in my pocket.

I answered it.

“Hey! Mr. President, graduation is starting soon!” Kayla said.

“Okay coming!” I responded, putting my phone and speech in my pocket.

I run towards the gate that blocked the garden from all the terrible human beings outside.

But right before I stepped outside, I noticed a peculiar tree sparkling from the sunlight.

I started walking beside it, not watching where I was walking and fell into a hole. The hole kept going and going and going until thud! I had fallen into a deep deep deep hole.

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Gone Since ’05