This is the first time that William really realizes that his relationship with his family is decreasing. This is the first time that it is truly noticeable. He asks his parents to help him with his homework, but this time they refuse to. They are usually understanding and help, but this time is different from the others. From this point on, William notices that his parents are caring for him less and less.
As time goes on and on, his parents are being less and less like themselves. Instead of treating William nicely like before, they are ignoring him more and more. They don't even respond with an "I love you too" after William tells them that he loves them. At this point, William is miserable and wants to leave his family. He wants to leave and his parents don't want to take care of him, yet they refuse to put him up for adoption. William is stuck in prison with his family.
Little did William know about how much his parents didn't want to take care of him. They were willing enough to leave him with only three suitcases and move all the way across the country. They went from living in Los Angeles to living all the way in New York. They didn't tell William or prepare him to live on his own without any supervision.
When William went to school he told his best friend, Jack, and he invited William to live with his family for a few days. When Jack asked his parents if William could officially live with them they said no. Jack had gotten William's hopes up of actually having a family and not having to be homeless. William overheard the conversation that Jack had with his family, in hopes that he would get the answer that he wanted. But, he didn't and he was taken out of the home.
After being unwelcomed from his friend's home, William had to live on the streets for a few days. He had to sleep in the freezing cold, on the flat concrete, in a place that he wouldn't get harmed. He then came up with the idea to go and live with his relatives living in Washinton state. He would have to travel, without a phone, to try and find the home. He knew the address by heart. He went from his resting place to a nearby bus stop and waited for the next bus.
After a long trip of walking with all of his luggage and riding the bus, he had finally reached the home. When he got there, his family were out on their porch and on the grass, talking and laughing. As soon as one of his relatives saw him, they all looked at him in shock and rushed over to ask questions and give him lots of hugs and kisses. He had finally found a place that he would truly be loved in. He was home.