Little alex

Last night was a normal night. I was at Lloyd's deciding what to do.
Apon walking to the pub we were asked by a police officer driving around if we had seen a little 10 year old autistic boy in a red shirt walking around. We hadn't seen anything so we said we would keep our eyes open.
It was at this point I posted on my Facebook asking for help also writing to a local community page asking them to post to increase awareness.
It was when we were at the pub and had seen the police had employed the use of a helicopter to find the little boy that we understood this was bigger than we thought. We downed our drinks and went to help the search party.
There were so many people out looking and helping it was truly a heart warming sight.
We grew worried when we realised there were so many fire fighters, police and ambulances for just a missing child.
Lloyd and I searched for about an hour before we tried to get some answers from the police on the station. They told us to move off and not approach which made us weary of what had happened. We asked a camera man who had his camera trained on the station if he was there for the child and all he could do was nod.
I asked has he been found and all he could say was "yes" in a solum voice.
My next question was only "was it the train." And he just gave me a bleak nod again.
He hadn't told us what had happened but it was painfully obvious from what we could infer from the information we had gathered.
This poor boy got lost at 7.15 from at the base of oatley station and was found at 9.20 on the tracks of the station.
This poor boy was scared and lost and unable to help himself for 2 hours.
For what ever reason he ended up where he ended up but unfortunately that ended his short sweet life.
It is a painful reminder that although we are quite sheltered in our little town in oatley we are capable of having tradgeties happen here.
Last night was no normal night.