Jacks Mom
By: Madeline
My name is Emily Merridew, or you may know me as Jacks mom. I was born in Ottawa, Canada, but my family didn’t live there my mom and dad was on vacation in Ottawa. We really lived in Baltimore, Ohio in a small house. Since we were already in Canada at the time we really only staid there for a month till they said we could take me on the plane. I am today 5foot 5’ and I have green eyes with red hair. I love to laugh and I LOVE rollercoaster’s.
I can barely remember my childhood years, but I do remember one thing was that I really wanted to be a mom when I grew up. Pretty much every other part of my younger years was all a blur now. Now I am 38 and a single mom.
I can remember one thing in complete detail was when I first met Matt, Jacks dad. I can remember that like it was yesterday, we were walking on the collage campus and I had never seen him before. I was caring my books and I guess I was in some sort of hurry and when I turned the corner I ran right into him and all of my books and papers were all over the floor. And since then it has all just fallen into place. Matt is a navy officer and very dedicated to his work we sometimes wouldn’t see him for weeks at a time. Matt was Jacks best friend, they would play catch with him and just fool around together.
Tragically 2 weeks before the boys were going to leave to boarding school Matt died in war I guess they invaded where they were sleeping and he was killed in his sleep. For on whole week Jack was so mad he couldn’t even take it. The day I told him he went in his room and never came out until dinner and he was still mad. But after the first week I was wondering if he was going to be like this forever, but he finally was talking to me again and it was like Matt had never died.
Jack was born on a stormy day in Ohio. The first time I saw him I realized that my dream of being a mom has come true. He looked perfect no hair and so tiny, he was an angel. But one problem we had was his name Matt wanted to call him Matthew because it had his name in it, but that is just silly to name your son after your self. I fell in love with the name Jack the first time I heard it.
Jack was the center of my life everything he did was fantastic. He was a popular boy he had friends over quite often and not only one but, five at the least, and every single time not one of the boys were the same. Also all most twice a week he would ask me if he could go to a friends house and that was perfectly fine with me I like when he meets new friends.
When I heard that the boys weren’t at the boarding school and told me that the plane crashed some where but they had no idea where. I was shocked I couldn’t move my poor Jack was out there starving and wait… I didn’t even know if he was alive. If he was dead I would have to kill myself. I would have nobody in the house and my whole life revolved around Jack and Matt. I didn’t know what to do. I did know one thing and that was that I was just going to have to wait till I hear the news or until they find them. I couldn’t think about anything but Jack. Was he ok? What was he doing? Where was he? Who was he with? Was he hungry? Were the questions I was asking myself over and over again.
I love Jack he is my life, but it is weird. Whenever he comes home he just goes into his room until dinner and then he will talk to me. But he is just in his room and I really wonder what he is doing? Also when his friends come over to our house they are all nice to me and then when Jack wont even really talk to me at all he will just lead them to his room. I guess that is how all boys act around their friends but it is still weird, because he usually like when I am around.
Besides being a full time mom I also own a coffee shop called Skybucks. I own the coffee shop and I only work after I drop off Jack at school and work until I pick him up for school. My life revolves around Jack and Matt. I would like it sometimes if someone else would help me clean or make dinner for us. They never help and they never say thanks, or thank you or something to make me feel appreciated.
Since I cant live without someone to cook or clean for I am working all of the shifts in Skybucks until I hear something about them.
Finally I heard something about the boys they were all in the hospital and right when I heard that I ran right out of my coffee shop and sprinted to the hospital. When I got there I ran to Jacks room and he was there sitting fine looking fine and had different colored paints all over his face. He was smiling at me, I ran to him and hugged him, he was all scratched up and his clothes were all torn up.
It felt like we talked for hours about that he was on an island and he was saving all of the boys from getting hurt. He also was the leader of all the boys and was the smartest, but he told me that Ralph killed Simon and that Roger killed Piggy. He is such a good boy setting good examples for all of them
In the end I am just glad that he is all right. But when I heard that they were taking him to court because he was responsible for the deaths of Simon and Piggy. He can leave me again I don’t know what I would do with out him. Well I hope the Jury can see that Jack is innocent.