"We are all here today to celebrate a momentous occasion. 5 years ago, a cruise ship got caught in a stormy, at night, in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean. Now, only 8 people were thought to survive because they drifted to another ship, but now, we know that more did survive, not only from the wreak itself, but for another 5 years on a deserted island with no adults. By themselves these teenagers lived with only things that drifted to the island from the ship and things on the island itself. We welcome you all back to the United States!"
Some dude who had interviewed us was screaming into a microphone at New York City Hall. He didn't really even seem to care, oh well; our story is at least being told. What I want to know is who the other survivors are. They told us that we were going to see the other survivors tonight. They were contacted immediately when we arrived so they are on a plane right now. I wonder if mom or dad lived.
THAT NIGHT AROUND 8 O'CLOCK
"Ok, children. We have the survivors here. All of them are parents so tonight some of you will get to see your parents again. Are you all ready?" A man in a blue suit asked us. My stomach did flips and my heart felt like it was in my throat. The doors opened and there stood 7 people. 5 women and 3 men. Everyone was silent.
"Which one of you is Bijou?" A woman asked us
"I am Bijou." Bijou whispered, stepping forward. The women ran forward in the high heels and tight shirt and hugged her.
"Oh, my baby. I am so glad my baby is here. I had lost all hope in ever finding you. Oh my, my baby, Oh, I missed you so much!" I am guessing that lady is her mom. I don't really remember her too much though.
The parents started stepping forward, saying their children's names, waiting for one of us to step forward and let them claim us as theirs.
The parents were: Maxwell's mom, Bijou's mom, Pashmina and Penelope's mom, Pepper's dad, Oxnard's mom Panda's dad and the other two parents wouldn't step forward.
Finally, I stepped forward.
"W-who is your child?" I asked them. The man stepped forward.
"Cappy?" He asked. Cappy shyly stepped forward and his dad pulled him into a tight hug. I smiled then looked over at the last parent hopefully.
She walked towards us a few steps then stopped.
"I have two children." She paused, "Stan and Sandy." I smiled and stepped forward, holding Stan's hand.
"We're Stan and Sandy." I whispered when we get about 2 feet from her. Her eyes watered and she hugged both of us. Since Stan was a foot taller than me, he was being hugged around the neck, while I was resting my head on her shoulder. I was an inch shorter than her. I just closed my eyes, smiling. I was glad she was alive. I was glad that I still had my mom. I really did miss her.