Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Fiction Group 3 - 2017 | Page 223

She lay there in bed reading the letter over and over. The words ‘Hong Kong’ in her mind. Her
parents didn’t really leave her and they might still be alive. Everything was so hard to take in. A few minutes later, she
took the box and opened it. Inside were some of the best things that had ever happened between her and her
grandparents. Buried at the bottom, were 3 pictures of a couple. They looked similar to Annie, but in many ways, very
different.
The next morning she woke up and told her helpers to go and be free. No more working for her.
She was going to look for her parents, who may or may not be alive. Her heart kept telling her that they were nearby.
Somewhere. She has to look! When she finds them, I’ll tell you. If she doesn’t, then well, I think you’ll figure it out. For
now, all she has to do is celebrate CNY, her birthday, and then look…