AN: Well I have decided to write on Ari. But this is gonna be a whole new side to him. I hope you like and if you have any idea's just review ;) enjoy.

Ari's POV

I hate this. I hate everything now. Well, not everything. I miss things too. And I love certain people, and things. I just wish that the past could change and I could be me again. But that won't happen. It can't happen. My father abandoned me when I was three. He left me to die. I guess he didn't mean for me to die, but it's just as bad.

They turned me into a monster. Something that I'm not. They controlled my emotions for the first few years. Only just recently have I begun to actually feel my true emotions. I've also gotten rid of those bulgy, ugly, patches of feathers the white coats called wings. Being an eraser is always going to be apart of me though. But just barley. I can't control my anger, and when I get mad enough, I turn into what the white coats created me to be. A monster.

I look almost like a regular ten year-old. But I'm eight. I still have hair on my arms, hands, neck, back and legs. But since I'm a guy aren't I suppose to have hair on my legs? Cool, I'm more of a man this way. I have muscle's like a teen jock, though it's cool 'cause then girls will like me more. Hey I guess being an eraser has its plus's.

I still just want to be with my family again. Or, do I really? My family abandon me. My dad doesn't care for me. The white coats turned Max against me. I've never known my mom. Who is there? Who's left? I don't want to be alone any more. I hate this with a burning passion! I want my family back.

I have this vision. Where I'm in a home, with people who love me. A mom with light-brown. layered. wavy hair that goes down to the top of her back. She has forest green eyes, and sun-tanned skin. She loves animals and nature and cooking. She's a veterinarian. She reads me stories before I go to bed and kisses me good-night. She cooks the best food and we make cookies together. She plays the guitar and piano and plays music with me on Sundays after church and Fridays after school and any other day that I ask her. Her voice is a sweet sound and I love to hear it all of the time. She helps me with my schoolwork and buys my nice toys and good clothes and we make arts and crafts together.

I also have this dad. He has midnight, black, spiky hair,chocolate brown eyes, that you could just look at and they'd make you smile. Also, like mom, sun-tanned skin. He teaches me things like how to ride a bike and how to swim. We build all kinds of things together and go surfing and build sand castles and look for sea turtles at the beach. We play all kinds of games together. Battle ship, monopoly, mouse trap, and other board games, and play station games too and things like hide and seek and football and baseball. He lets me help out when we have cookouts, and when we go camping we explore the forest and pretend to be adventurers. On summer nights when school is out, we sleep on the roof, and in the backyard we roast hotdogs and marshmallows. He lets me come to work with him and never forgets me. He even lets me help out in his work. He's job is an air force chief. He flies in military air planes and protects people. He's always there when I need him.

As for my sister, she has blonde hair, with highlights and pink streaks. It's layered like mom's. She has electric blue eye's that you could stare into forever. When mom is working and can't help me, my sister is there to help with everything. She's the greatest at everything and is always there for me. On Halloween we make our own costumes, and she makes me look spectacular. She always gives me some of her candy if I don't get as much, she says that she doesn't like to eat that much candy when she gives it to me, but I know she's lying. We play soccer in the backyard, and over the summer me, dad, my sister and mom and my brother build the ultimate tree-house. At the park she teaches me to roller blade and once I've learned how we start to build ramps and do tricks. Each time I fall she picks me up and never tells me to give up.

My brother has dark brown hair like mine, its wavy and brushes the tips of his ears. His eyes are emerald green, and his skin is pale, though he has small speckled freckles that decorate his nose and upper part of his cheeks. We listen to loud music together in his teen-skater boy-rock star-mechanic style room, work on our cars with our dad when there not working right, or they need and oil change or tire change or we just want to clean the engine. Sometimes he takes me with him with his friends to the skate park and we practice tricks, get hotdogs and impress girls. He takes me to the music store with him and we buy all kinds of types of music, and we go to the comic store too and buy comics and magazines and books. When we go to the park we play basketball and we walk down to the lake and fish and swim and fly kites. He takes me to karate and street fighting classes with him and dance class where we learn to hip hop dance, he says girls like guys who can dance.

When we all go out to our cabin out in the forest by the magnificent mountains and a wonderful lake, every other summer. My brother and I go paint-balling and me and my sister go hiking and search for wildlife in the mountains, sometimes my brother and mom come to, sometimes it's just my dad and me. We all go sailing and fishing. Me and dad like to break away from everyone sometimes and go fishing by ourselves. When my brother tells scary stories. If I get too scared my mom lets me sleep with her.

I wish that was all real-life and now just a vision. Not just a dream. I want that. I want it so bad. Even if I get in trouble and have to get spanked or get yelled at or any other punishments. I just want a family to belong to.

I'm not apart of anything now. Days ago the School tossed me out and said I was no longer needed. They dumped me here. I think I'm somewhere in Arizona. But there's no true way of knowing unless I go and ask around.

What if I do ask around? Then maybe people will, by the look at me,maybe want to keep me as their own! Then I'll have a home. And a family. A smile stretched across my face in realization of what I've always wanted, I could have. Jumping up and down getting hyper off of the idea. Running through the forest I have been in and keeping an eye out for any civilization. Within an instant it started storming. It was coming down hard but I kept running, as if, if I stopped I'd lose the family I've never known. After running for about an hour, the storm got worse. Suddenly I came across a clearing. Well, not a clearing because there was a house. A small, two-story, blue with white trim, house.

A lady came out. She looked just like the mom I've always wanted.

AN:So who do you think this lady is? how do you like this story? tell me in your reviews 'kay, I love reviews! ;)