"Hey! Wait up!"
Sealand called out for the millionth time, looking for his "older brother" England. "Wait for me you big meanie head! You can't just abandon me!" He tried to run after him, but grew tired and less hopeful after awhile.
The Indian jungles were no place for those who were new to adventure and true danger. England had forbidden Sealand, but Sealand still managed to sneak into his luggage and make it past security. Once they were here, England soon learned about his little stowaway. Since that moment, England treated him like trash, uncaring. Going into the jungle as part of a tour, England hadn't even bothered to really watch Sealand. So when Sealand tripped and got a bit behind, England didn't notice. Just like that, Sealand got lost in the middle of what seemed to be nowhere.
Sealand was still a child. 12 years old, almost 13, but still a child. He kicked a stick on the ground in frustration, annoyed with England as he sat on a large rock. "Stupid, dumb, old, ARGH!" Seal