Drabble: Left Behind
My response to the August prompt ‘forgotten’.
There were people everywhere he looked, but he didn’t know any of them.
He curled into a ball at the corner of the street and cried.
They forgot him. Just like last time. What if no one knew he was gone and went back to school?
He cried even harder. Strangers tried to give him things but he didn’t want things. He wanted someone to come back for him.
Someone touched him. He curled even tighter.
Teacher, come back.
~The story continues in Missing Child.~