Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Fiction Group 2 -1 2019 | Page 224

It was like magic because I looked up and the pirates were in tears and so were the soldiers. My dad popped
me down and said a few words in a language that made no sense to me. I was so happy that I found my dad!
and I have a feeling that we’re going to have wonderful, exciting adventures together.
My whole life I new there was something missing, I knew there was an empty space. Now I know that my
dad is the missing piece.