While I was going through the forest. I fell on the ground. Ouch! That hurt. Then a voice said, "Are you l right? You badly(not hurt), are you?"
I looked up and saw a boy of my age. "No, I'm OK, Thanks." He helped me up.
"I haven't seen you at school. Do you live near here?" I asked.
"No. I'm from Manchester," with these words, the boy hurried away.
Back home, Mum (watch) the news.
"Hi, Grace you(hear) about this boy, Mark?" she asked.
"No. What boy?" I said.
"A boy from Manchester He's run away from home. Look! This is his dad."
There was a man on TV sitting next to a policeman. He was crying. Then they showed a photo of the missing boy. It was the boy in the forest!
"Should I tell mum? No. I (not say) anything. I have to talk to Mark first." I said to myself.
The next day, I found Mark in the forest. I said, "Your dad was on TV last night. The police (look) for you."
He looked shocked and asked, "Have you told them?"
"No." I said, "I wanted (talk) to you first. Why have you run away?"
He said sadly. "I argued with my dad. My mum died four years ago. Recently, my dad met a woman named Mel. Mel wants my dad for herself and isn't interested in me. That night, Father (tell) me that we would all move to London because Mel's from London. But my grandpa and my friends (be) in Manchester. I don't want to move there. We both got angry. So I left in the midnight."
I felt sorry for Mark. But when I thought of his dad crying on TV. I am sorry for him too. "What you(do)?" I asked.
"I don't know." he replied.
"Why not live with your grandpa in Manchester? Let your dad and Mel (move) to London and visit them in the holidays."
Mark didn't answer for a while. then he nodded and smiled. "Can I use your phone? I need to call my dad."
