By Jonnel Lewis '19
“Tick Tock” is all I can hear as I stare at my clock. It’s my last class and I can’t wait to leave. It’s winter vacation and I have big plans for this week. I’m going to a place where everything is big and bright. I hope what I’ve seen on TV is what it’s like in real life.
Imagine as you walk the streets you can smell the coffee from the local shops as crowds of people roam the area. However, when I got there it wasn’t as it seemed...
Throughout the streets, you can hear shouts of different words and rude slurs. Drivers sitting in their car with frustration on their face. The people here are like tigers in a cage fighting for the last piece of meat, they’ll shove you out the way if it means they’re going to be late. People walking everywhere and anywhere, nearly knocking each other down. Big companies promoting their products in our faces from billboards to tv screens, everyone is so unaware of one another. Bells ring, cars honk, time never seems to stop. From all the bright lights to the people roaming the streets throughout the night, everything is a such a blur. People come to admire the scenery from all around the world.
I’ve been told when holidays approach this is everyone’s favorite place from the biggest tree around to bringing out the ice skates. Events upon events happen here, from the drop of a ball to the best pizza in town. From day to night, everyone is always in the spotlight because of this place that shines so bright.
By Alexa Giambra '22
Hello, there. You’ve probably never heard of me. The name’s Tedesco. Rocky Tedesco. I come from a not so far away place called New York where big dreams are made of. I recently completed my 14th mission as an agent for a not so well known group called the LWS or Lookout-Watch squad. We’re closely linked to the FBI, and we work for the government. Our job is to do what the FBI cannot.
Criminals think they can get away in dark, secret places without anybody knowing. But what they don’t know is that LWS is always on the lookout. We have over 30,000 agents who find the most hidden, mysterious places where kidnappers would go. We are always on the lookout, no matter the time of day. Once we catch someone in the act at a certain location, we officially border that location off so that no other abductor can make use of it.
I started working for the LWS after my daughter, Elise, mysteriously disappeared a month before. I had been a retired Police officer so when the LWS helped me look for my daughter, I knew I had to join. I went through intense training, but it was all worth it. I helped save many children’s lives, but I still haven’t found my daughter. We’ve always assumed she was abducted. We did everything we could to find her, but all hope was lost. Or so we thought. LWS recently found another hidden spot where a few other men and women and I were stationed for lookout. We find places we know abductors come, and we catch them. I know what you’re thinking. How do we find these places? We spend months finding hidden spots that abductors have been caught before. We had never seen or heard anything for a couple of months, so we decided we could just border off the spot. We set up security cameras and hidden sensors so that we can catch the abductor. He can not pass, and once he does, sirens will start flashing and we will rush to the scene. It was 4:00 AM. No one thought that anything could possibly happen. While everyone was resting, I made sure to stay up and alert. No noises whatsoever… 6:00 AM. I hear a car moving toward us. The car stops, and I hear the rustling of leaves. I knew I couldn’t wake up the others without making a sound so I armed myself. I heard footsteps walking closer and closer until…
“HELP, SOMEBODY HELP ME!” The voice of a young girl.
It was time to take action. “Freeze!” I yelled. “You have the right to remain silent.” Just then, all the other LWS agents got up and ready for action. I was too busy staring at the man that I didn’t even pay attention to the girl. She wasn’t there anymore! “You’re under arrest!” said one of the other agents as she put him in handcuffs.
“The girl!” I screamed.
We rushed to get her. Luckily, we tracked her by her footprints. We found the little girl standing in front of a shack in the woods. As one agent took her to safety, I stepped into the cottage. I couldn’t believe what I saw inside.
The story will be continued in the next issue of The Folio.