I'm completely frantic! “Where is my mom?” I want to be with her!. They won't answer me!. Now, their telling me they are with the F.B.I., and they have reason to believe that I have information, on the whereabouts, of the two childrens parent's. “Imagine that!” “Me!” Nine years old, knowing, and maybe in some small formality being in connection with two people who are wanted by the F.B.I.!

Today the children are being watched by their aunt. No one knows where their parents' are, they have been gone for several weeks now with no word. Everyone here sees it as normal behavior for them; just “business,” I guess. So, I'm sitting here on the floor in my second story room, setting up my board game of Risk. It's about eleven thirty in the morning and there is no one else here except for my mother and myself. She's downstairs in the kitchen making raspberry pancakes, as she always does. My three older brothers have gone down to the Soccer Academy to play some video games; the same thing they do everyday. They won't let me go with them, they think I'm “too little” and just a “tag along”. However, because I stayed home, my brother, who is ten months my senior, promised to play Risk when they get back.

I have been busy spending most of my summer babysitting my mother's, boyfriend's, grandchildren, a infant boy and a toddler girl. They are cute kids, both with blond hair and blue eyes. Of course, I don't think they are as cute as me, after-all I have long blond hair and big brown eyes, and they are only babies. Their parents are always away, off on some kind of business. I don't know exactly what it is they do, but they are extremely wealthy. Several times, while babysitting in their home, I could not help but notice how they always have the latest in electronic devices. Not to mention the large assortment of movies! They have every single V.H.S. tape ever made! I love babysitting over there. I can watch the kids, and watch what everwhatever movie I want. I never ask them, what it is they actually do for a living, so I just assume they work for a large banking firm or something. After seeing all the boxes of canceled checks, it just seems obvious. Besides, every time I would find a twenty dollar bill, while helping them to unpack, they would let me keep it. So, I really don't think very much more about it.

So, I guess the next thing they decided to do, is what brought them to being sought out. They hitched a ride with an unsu

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