Childhood-9/30 Freewriting 1

I think the losing took a great part of frighht in my childhood. My family went to a tour in spring vacation. We went to a museum. Because of the spring vacation, the museum was filled with crowds. It was really hard to got out of people and you were stucked in it. At first, our family went closely to keep the children from missing. However, I stopped in front of the paint. It was too beautiful for me to countinue to walk. Then, I told my mother that I wanted to see the paint for a moment. She said it was ok and they would wait for me in the exit. At the result, I could take my time to see the paint. After I finished the exhibition, I went to the exit. However, I could not find my family. It really frighten me. As time went by, I ran all the exhibition but I still could not see my family. Then, I started to think sadly. If I could not find my family, should I walk home by my foot? Would I become a waif...? Finally, I saw the information desk so I decide to seek for help and be boardcasted. When I stepped, a familiar voice telled at me. That's my brother! I ran to him immediately. When I saw my parents, I really brusted into tears. The rest of the tour, I followed my parents closely. I did not want to feel despair again.