My name is Sergey, i am 11 years old,

and i just survived a bloody conflict.

I am now looking for my little brother Oleg.

This is my story:

DAY 1

after the cease fire came into affect, i left to find Oleg.

On the 28th day Oleg send me a message trough one of the radio stations.

"well, it seems we have a message for 'Papa Bear' from 'Night Owl' bedtime is six o'clock sharp, and the table is set."

which means he found a loving home, in the largest city in the south, and they are waiting for me.

You see, Oleg and i made up our own code, if the table had been cleared they were poor, Twelve o'clock would mean north, and night time would have been a bad home. And i think Oleg has left me a message in the town square, that wasn't in the code, that's just what he does.

After half an hour of walking, i was happy to catch a ride with a truck filled with people. They were going south, so i went with them.

It took a few days, dropping people off

and picking others up.

It was quite a journey, and i enjoyed every minute of it, on the third day i saw Misha again. His parents were with him as they went to see his grandparents. They thanked me for what we had done for their son.

Him and i talked about a thousand and one things.

And about thirty hours later we said our good-bye's.

Late evening of the fourth day, the truck broke down,

so we had to swap it for two pick-up trucks. At least it had a large truck-bed, lots of leg room.

One pick-up truck went to the southwest, while the other went south east.

On the fith day, i arrived. They actually were nice enough to drop me of at the town square.

After a short search, i found a drawing of a owl and a open padlock to its right, following the open locks i came upon a closed one, with a watch next to it. 19:20 it read.

I drew a old fashion key underneath the lock, along with the word "bedtime." and with that i went to an ally to my

six o'clock. I had gotten a pocket watch from Misha's father, so i knew Oleg had already checked today.

With my sleepingbag keeping me warm i used my coat as a pillow.

The next morning a security guard shook me awake.

"Goodmorning sleepy head." he said smiling.

"You want a cup of soup? Grab your things, there is a bathroom at the end of the hall. I will have that cup of soup ready for you when you're done."

i drew a quick closed padlock on the wall, the security guard gave me a questioning look. "i am waiting for someone." i explained quickly. "this way they know i am still here." i said going inside.

The bathroom was very welcome.

And the soup tasted good.

I thanked the man and went outside.

Barely out the door i was tackled by a hyper-excited Oleg SERGEY! He yelled, smiling from ear to ear. I took his hand and said:

"hey there little brother, did you mis me?"

He nodded his head.

"I missed you to." i said, as i pulled him into a bear hug.

"you're crushing me Sergey." he said after a few moments.

He dragged me towards a waiting couple.

"Sergey, meet the Solbatov's, our parents.

Mom, dad, this is my brother Sergey,

i will go wherever he goes."

the man smiled. "Which is home, with us. Let's go boys."

he said, leading us towards our street. I'm finally going home. I put my arm around Oleg, and he put his around my waist.

And i, Sergey Solbatov, am happy.