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3. Those ones that we don't see - Part I

– PS 118- 6th grade classroom–

Was a sunny summer morning, the ring had a sound, calling all the students to go to their classrooms. Was only the third day of the new school year and some students are tired, waiting for the next holiday.

- I'm so hungry! I need a sandwich.

- Harold, please, we just arrived.

- I know it Rhonda, but my mom just gave me 2 eggs with bacon, juice and bread.

- Just that? - The popular girl pretends to be surprised.

- Yes! She didn't have enough flour for my pancakes!

- Harold… you're a case!

The rest of their classmates continued taking their chairs, at the end, the new and secret couple of PS118 arrived, talking and laughing with each other, but when the girl putted a foot in the classroom, she stopped her laugh and started shouting her boyfriend.

- Criminy Football Head! Why do you walk so slow! A snail could win you in a race.

- Oh sorry Helga. - The guy smiled at her and made a reverence to let her walk first.

- OMG he winked at me! and nobodys knows it! - She enjoyed it in her mind. - But when she almost sat down behind Arnold, he took that chair. What're you doing bucko?

- Sorry Helga, but in this new year I want to sit down behind you, if you don't care, of course.

- And why do you want to do it?

- Well… It's only that I need to be safe from you and…I'd like to enjoy the view… you know what I mean…

- Oh. - Helga was so flushed as the boy, she turned her face and went back to her play. - Ok… football head, you can do it, but you don't say that I never do anything for you. - She pretended to be indifferent and changed her place.

- Hello class! Good morning! I've very special news to start our day!... Are you ready for it?

- Just tell us Simmons! - Helga spat with irritation.

- Patience guys. Well to present to us the special news… Here is a special friend! Miss Pataki from 2nd grade.

- Oh… amazing! My sister.

- Hi baby sister! I mean… Miss Pataki #2. - She laughed a little while her sister tried to ignore her. - Sixth graders…. you were chosen for a very special prize!

- A prize Miss Pataki? - Sid and his partners felt emotioned.

- Yes Sid… and the prize is this: You can do charity in the Project: America needs you!

- What? - All the students sounded angry and discouraged. - Isn't it amazing?

- Olga… you need a new meaning for "amazing".

- I'll check it baby sister. So… are you ready to listen to where you'll spend the time after school the next 2 weeks?

— Home House: Happy Moments –

- A Home House! Very funny! As I love children! - The blonde girl said sarcastically.

- It's ok, it could be worse. Do you think that we can find something to eat? I feel..

- Hungry I know! You didn't stop saying it all the way here.

- Helga? Harold? - A female voice sounded after the door was open.

- Doctor Bliss? What're you doing here?

- I'm working here as a volunteer, and you?

- We too. So who's the boss here? If I start early I'll go earlier.

- It 's Mrs Scott. Let me call her. Oh Here she is. Mrs Scott they're Helga and Harold, volunteers from PS118.

- Oh yes.. the stupid program. - The middle aged woman looked tired and without wills to live. - C'mon and follow me, the little demons are over here.

- Good luck Helga, see you next Friday. - She took her arm and smiled at her.

- Yeah, thank you!

- Will you see her?

- Focus on your business pink boy!

- Kids, I'll present to you our children. They are…

The complete room was a total mess, all the food was on the wall, the old toys were around the floor, the 10 kids looked worried and breathing so fast.

- Kids, what's going on here?

- Nothing Mrs Scott, we're just playing… yeah… playing - A little girl said with a nervous voice.

- Let me guess… Craig… What do you have to say in your own defense?

- Me? Nothing, I was eating my food… see?

- I'll talk with you later. Kids we've new volunteers, they're Olga and Harry.

- It's Helga and Harold! - Criminy why in the world Bob gave me this name!

- Yes, whatever. They're the children. So… clean this mess or something like that, I'll be in my office.

The woman closed the door and the little children only saw them, with fear… except one.

- Helga and Harold, eh? I'm Craig, nice to meet you guys!

- Yeah yeah! Where 's food?

- Mmm, we don't have any more food until dinner.

- Oh no! I want my mommy.

- Very pathetic. So you are the little trouble maker uh? - The girl with a pink ribbon said.

- What… I didn't do anything.

- Please! I'm a professional trouble maker, since kindergarten, I could recognize one at miles.

- Pretty clever. Well yeah, I'm the leader of this stupid kids… you'll be here for 2 weeks, so I hope that you won't interfere with my plans.

- Ok little worm, I'm your leader now… I'll put the rules here.

- Try me old lady! - They look each other directly into their eyes…

- Deal…

— Hillwood State Asylum –

- Welcome kids and thank you for all your help.

- It is our pleasure. My name's Arnold and she's my friend Phoebe.

- Hi! How can we help you?

- Ok kids, we need your help with a few jobs.

The old nurse walked through the place and then showed them the living room, where is approximately 25 seniors.

- Young Phoebe, we need your help with Mr. Jackson, he's trying to read, but he can't do it now, he can't see pretty well.

- Hello Mr Jackson, it would be cool read for you!

- What a beautiful young lady! Sit with me and read me the book.

- Sure! Good luck Arnold!

- Thank you Phoebe. And what 's my job?

- Arnold you can help me with…

An old lady started to scream a lot, she sounded like she was suffering.

- Oh no… here we go again!

- What's happening?

- Don't worry Arnold, it's only Bernie… she sometimes has some… problems with her memory, don't worry, I am going to introduce your new friend, Mrs. Halloway.

- Actually, if it is not a problem, I would prefer help to Bernie.

- But kid… she is so… complicated, and you are new here.

- Don't worry, I'm here to help, I will be honored to do it.

- Well if you insist…come over here.

They left the living room and walked to a far bedroom. The wall was white, without any

painting on it, very different to the happy decoration of the rest of the place. Then Arnold could see her. An old lady crying in her bed, she trembled with fear. The boy could feel how his heart was broken. Despite her sad face, she looked like a sweet woman, with brown eyes and white hair that was combed in chignon.

- Mrs. Cohen, relax… you've a guest. His name 's Arnold.

- Nice to meet you Mrs. Cohen!

- Oh you're so cute… - She finally stopped crying. - But call me Bernie. Sit down and eat some cookies.

- Thank you!

- Arnold… Come with me outside for a minute, can you?

- Sure. - The pre-teen stood up and walked next to her. - What's the matter?

- To be honest with you, I believed that when you meet her you'll regret but, do you really go on?

- Yes I'm pretty sure, she needs me, and we could be friends.

- Ok… You can do it. But I've to say it, sometimes she is not… herself, and sometimes she forgot who she is and where she is… you don't have to believe all the things that she said to you, and you can always ask me for help, ok?

- Don't worry, I'll do my best.

— PS 118- Cafeteria –

- Of all the jobs that we could have, we have to receive the cafeteria! Oh my manicure!

- Relax Rhonda, it's just cleaning, I do it everyday at home.

- Everyday? You? How?

- With my hands?

- Oh you're so genius…

- Ok guys, welcome to the real world, the adult world.

- What do we have to do, cafeteria lady? Wash dishes?

- Wash dishes… with my hands…?

- Oh yeah princess and is not the only thing that you have to do. First, you have to put the rest of the food in the trash, then you have to wash it, and put it in the storage room.

And finally you have to clean the tables and the floors.

- Only the two of us?

- O yeah Gerald, good luck I'll be cleaning the fridge.

- That's my worst day ever! I don't understand what I have to do. My servants could do it.

- Yes Rhonda, because everyone has servants. Just wash the dishes, I'll clean the tables.

- Gerald, wait… I don't know how to do it.

— Sunset Arms - Evening —

The sun was setting in the sky, while two tired but happy kids walked to return home. In the big steps of the house, their lovers are waiting for them, with angry and more tired faces.

- Hey Babe! What was your first day?

- Really cool Gerald! I helped an interesant old man and we read 2 entire books.

- Nice! I feel miserable.

- What happened to you, bro?

- What not!... First I'm with Rhonda, who has never washed a dish in her life…. I had to clean all the cafeteria and wash all the dishes again.

- Sounds pretty bad. But maybe instead you do the things for Rhonda, you have to be clever and find the way to she do her things,

- Hey bro! Amazing! Thanks!

- My pleasure. What about you Helga? Something interesant?

- If for interesant you would say hell… Well, yeah it was.

- Why? Aren't you working with little kids?

- Yeah… little kids as little demons… Actually it was just one. I've to give him some credit. He 's the worst. He's always spoken and scared the other kids, broken everything, disobeying me… Oh criminy he is totally… wait a minute… What's so funny guys?

Helga saw how her friends and boyfriend were trying to stop their laughs.

- Sorry Helga… it's just.. it's just…

- Is it just what Phoebe?

- It's just that the child reminds us of someone that we had met some time ago…- Her boyfriend helped Phoebe.

- Oh yeah… who?

- A pretty little girl with blond hair and beautiful blue eyes.

- What? What are you insinuating football head? - Her face turned red with the compliments disguised as insults that he said.

- Ok, this conversation is getting uncomfortable and cheesy, our signal to go home Phoebe.

- Yeah, see you guys!- They took their hands and walked far. Arnold took the hands of the girl and helped her to sit next to him.

- So was a big trouble maker, huh?

- To be honest…. yeah, he was. I can't imagine spending two weeks with him… 2 weeks!…

- Don't worry Helga, this isn't the Helga that I met and admire, you're strong and brilliant… I'm pretty sure that you'll find your way to win this little battle.

- My own way huh? That sounds interesting. What about you little dreamer? How much time do you took to conquer the place?

- To be honest… this time it wasn't easy.

- What? You… the big helper of Hillwood?

- It's only that my grandma was…. special?

- What do you mean?

- It's a kind of person that I have never met before. She is… sick.

- Oh… I can imagine.

- Was very hard… nobody wants to be around her. She was so lonely…

- And you have to be her savior, right?

- Maybe not a savior, but maybe a friend.

- But you're scared about not being up to the task, right? I really know you football head.

- Yeah… you really do.

- You've to follow your own advice… You have to be yourself and everything will be alright, as you always do.

- You're right… thank you Helga… I really missed you today…- He put his hand on her hand and she could feel this electricity that she really love.

- I miss you too…

- Really?

- Oh football head you're so corny!

The pre-teens approached their mouths and closed their eyes, forgetting for a moment their secret relationship. When they almost kissed each other... The big door of Sunset Arms was opened, setting a lot of animals free. The kids reacted on time and they standed up.

- Hey Shortman… and your little friend is here too! Amazing… and very unexpected…

- Grandpa! We… we only.

- I on my way to my place, take it easy old man.

- Are you going? - A sad Arnold looked at her face.

- Yeah hair boy! See you tomorrow.

Arnold can't stop to see her until she disappears from his view.

- Oh Shortman! You're really in love.

- Grandpa! C'mon… have dinner.

- As you say Romeo.

- Grandpa!

Arnold opened his eyes and it seems that he's in a destroyed garden, the sky is gray… His skin got goosebumps because of the cold air.

- Help me! I need to go home…. I need my Sara. - A female voice said.

- Bernie? Are you? I'm here… Arnold.

- Quiet crazy old lady!

- Only take your pills woman!

- Why are you still alive? - Some voices said.

- Don't hear them Bernie… I'm with you… I'm with you…

Arnold opened his green eyes and he discovered that he really was in his room.

- Was just a nightmare… a very real one.

- Shortman? Everything it's fine? - The old man appeared at his door.

- Yeah grandpa. Why aren't you sleeping? It is 4 am.

- I've some business to attend to in my office… What's the matter little friend?

- Nothing grandpa, I'll be ok, it's just that I had a difficult day.

- Don't worry Shortman, you know what the people said.

- Tomorrow will be a better day?

- No! A day more, a day less to die! Well, Good night boy!

- Grandpa…

- Yes?

- It is only… I'm grateful that you stay in my life.

- The same here Shortman…. Good night!

- Goodnight grandpa!

THIS STORY WILL BE CONTINUING…

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