I am so, so, sorry

So, I´ve done all characters from the old series of Tracy Beaker, so now I´m going to start doing the characters from Tracy Beaker Returns, first one up, is Gus. And I thought about how he is, and how he acts. Yes, I know he has Asperger´s, but the thing is, Asperger´s is usually not as bad a as in the grade Gus have got it in. Loads of people with Asperger´s, can seem just like anyone else, but still have a very low grade of it. So, I thought, that maybe, there was something there , to make his Asperger´s worse than it was from the beginning. Moving to the DG of course, because such a change can be pretty tough to deal with… especially if you´ve got Asperger´s/ Autism, because loads of people that have it, actually most people that have it, can have a really tough time, dealing with small changes, then imagine moving to a whole new place…. Against your will…. Terrible thought huh?

Gus Carmichael

"MUM" Eight year old Gus Carmichael, shouted through the house. While he climbed through the hallway, that´s right, climbed. There were big piles of loads and loads of stuff through the whole hallway. He climbed over one pile. Jumped down on a small part of the floor that could actually be seen.

"Yes honey!" Liza Carmichael shouted back.

"It´s five o´clock, dinner time. We always eat dinner at five o´clock."

"You just take some macaroni and cheese, and put it in the microwave honey." Liza shouted back. "I…. just eat without me ok… I´ll be down in a minute." Liza, that sat on her bed, in the one and only bedroom, that could actually be used as a bedroom, upstairs in the house. That room was usually Gus´ , but Liza had a mattress on the floor, used as a bed. Though how she had been able to fit in a mattress, between piles and piles of stuff, was for most people a question. Or, not most people, in fact, it was only a question for Gus, because it didn´t really happened very often that anyone saw the inside of the Mrs. And young Mr. Carmichaels house- hold. In fact, those two were the only ones that had seen it in the past five years, the last one was older Mr. Carmichael himself, when he wanted Mrs. Carmichael to sign the divorce- papers. And at that time, the house hadn´t looked half as bad as it did nowadays. But now, things were about to have a drastic change.

Liza walked out the bedroom, and stepped over some piles of stuff in the hallway, and continued through the labyrinth, down the stairs, and through the hallway to the kitchen. Right in the opening, where there should have been a kitchen door, that didn´t existed, there stood a big box, that couldn´t really be moved, Liza stepped up on it, just as she usually did… then she stepped down from it, and the lock on the box suddenly broke into two pieces.

Liza tried to regain balance, and accidently stepped awry when she put her foot, then there was a crack… a really loud crack, when Liza´s ankle broke, and she ended up on the floor with her hands around her ankle, moaning.

"Mum," Gus jumped up on his feet from the chair he sat on, stepped over loads of stuff, and squatted down next to his mother.

"I´m all right Gus, that was nothing." Liza obviously lied, but Gus, that wasn´t very good at indicating body- language couldn´t understand that. "Just… help me up honey." Liza, who actually was in severe pain, drew support from her son, and against the wall. Though when she tried to put weight on her hurt foot she let out a scream in pain, and fell back.

"Maybe I should call an ambulance," Gus said. But Liza refused.

"No, Gus no ambulance, I´ll just sit here for a while, and then I´ll go upstairs, and rest for the rest of the day."

"But you´re hurt… mum you need a doctor." Liza tried to stand up again, and immediately fell back to the same spot she had been sitting on earlier.

One hour later

"Mum, you need an ambulance, you need a doctor."

"Ok, honey." Liza at last accepted, that this could be a bit worse than she expected.

Gus stood up fully, he reached for the phone on the kitchen table, and called 999.

When the ambulance arrived, Gus had managed to help Liza out in the hallway, so the paramedics, didn´t get to see much, or the worst parts of the house, but somehow, they got to see enough.

"I think we´ve got a case of bad compulsive hoarding disorder to deal with here and Andy my friend." One of the paramedics whispered to Andy, the other paramedic.

"And we´ve got a child here, Kenny," the other one whispered back. "Maybe it´s time to get children services involved.

"What are your names?" Gus now stood with a notebook, in one hand, and a pen in the other. "I need to know your names."

"Ok," Andy said. "My name is Andy Atkins, and that lad´s name, is Kenny Williams." Andy and Kenny looked each other in the eyes.

One day later

"So, Mrs. Carmichael, now you´ve got a choice, either, you clean up and sort stuff in your house, or we´ll contact Gus´ father, and if he can´t take Gus, then we´ll send him to a care home."

"I think…." Liza started. "I think… that I´ll here, will have to do what´s best for my son. And I think… that he could be better off, living with his dad, then living with me." Liza took her crutches and jumped out of the room.

Two years later

The door knocked in the flat where Gus Carmichael, now ten years old lived with his dad.

"I´ll go get it," Gus Carmichael Sr. said and stood up, he walked out of the living room. He came back with a man in his middle- ages.

"Gus, remember that I told you that I am gonna move to Germany," Gus Sr. Sat down in the chair, and showed the other man. To sit down in another. Gus Jr. nodded.

"You said that I couldn´t come with you, but that you´d order a place at a care home for me. Do you work at a care home." The man nodded.

"Yes, Gus, I´m Mike Milligan, and I work at Elm Tree House…"

So, that´s Gus´s chapter. Only one chap left, for my "update all of my stories in 2013- project" and that chapter is for Love is stronger than hate."

Ok, if anyone wants to know, or want a joke, look at this down below.

Yesterday, we were at our cabin, me, mum, dad, and my brother, and our neighbors there are samer, which simply means that they own reindeers. And we´re sitting by the fire, and eating, and then, all of a sudden, one of the reindeers, are standing by the fire and looking at us, just looking at us, and my dad have got a really weird sense of humor so he shouted.

"come here barbeque… come here then, suovas kebabs." (suovas kebabs is like usual kebabs, though you use reindeermeat, and it´s freaking delicious.