Wandering On the Beach By Moonlight...

 ...scanning the dunes for signs of a run down 'shack' where my friends had apparently run away to. I drove 15 kilometres, spent 20 dollars and ended up alone on the beach. 

It was surreal -  cold sand between my toes, moonlight showing pounding king-tide surf. There were late-night fishermen dotting the shore, with flashlights that occasionally passed me. I was looking for two young friends of mine -  two fifteen year old's who ran away from a Youth refuge to hide at some place they knew of in a nearby town. I didn't know what to do when they told me earlier but later this-afternoon I realized I couldn't let them tough it out on their own. I know from experience that just going out there into the world and dis-establishing yourself from the system can be painful.  I once ran away from home and slept in a park. That was the worst sleep ever. 

I searched for what felt like hours, and eventually found something vaguely resembling a shack - not sure if it was the right one I called in, but recieve no reply. I walked for ages - and finally gave up. It was hopeless, I wasn't going to find any other shacks. 

I wonder where they are now, since I don't know them well enough to think of friends or people they might know as I've only just recently come into their life. I hope they contact me or come by my house again sometime soon. I'm not worried about them since they seem like tough kids, but I want to help.  

 

Maul Maul
18-21, M
1 Response Mar 3, 2009

Turns out they headed back to the refuge and are safe. I'm worried about these kids future though - what kind of people will they turn out to be? <br />
Its such a shame - all they need is a guardian and someone to look up to. I wish I could be that person, but I'm too young for it to work. Damn me being so young.