Carlos sat up in his bed and stared out of the window into the darkness. Tears rolled down his cheeks! He was five years old and a happy care-free child. Until today that is!
Carlos lived with is parents in Frisco, Colorado. His papa told him they’d moved to Colorado from Mexico City when he was a baby. He liked his home, and his friends, and looked forward to going to school with the big boys. Now he didn’t think it would ever happen. He’d learned a secret. A secret that meant at any time he may have to leave and never come back.
He slid off his big boy bed and went to the window. It was a cold, wet, cloudy night, his papa said snow was coming. Carlos stared into blackness above the earth and wondered where he really came from. Superman came from the sky too, but that was just a story.
Shivering, he got back into bed and pulled the covers tightly around him. Gently he patted his face and head, then ran his fingers over his body looking for some sign that he wasn’t human, but found nothing.
The words of the mean old lady in the doctors waiting room echoed in his head. He was terrified. As she pushed her way to the front of the line, his momma had to hold onto his him to stop him from falling over.
“Hey, be careful,” his momma said, “you nearly knocked over my son.”
The old woman didn’t care, but looked at them both and said.
“Get out of my way. I won’t stand in line behind an Alien.”
Carlos knew his momma wasn’t an alien, so the old lady must be talking about him. He was an alien? Did other people know he was from another planet too? His grandma, who lived with them, looked liked she could be an alien, but she hadn’t been with them in the doctor’s office.
The moon appeared from behind the clouds, lighting up the sky, shining into his room. Carlos hid under the covers, what if someone out there was looking for him, waiting to snatch him away!