He walked into his house after a long day of being at High School.
"Only three more weeks and it's summer!" He pumped his fist in the air thinking to himself.
"Mom! I'm home!" He called walking into the hallway and stopping to look at the pictures of his parents. He looked at his father in the picture and cried a little.
It had been three years. He was always on business trips around the country. And one day his plane had crashed. The search party said there were no survivors. a The couldn't even tell who was who in the crash.
He sniffles and wiped the tears away. He staggered into his room and closed the door.
He put his ear buds in, clicking in Falling In the Black by Skillet he lied down. Eventually falling asleep.
He peeked his eyes open and looked around. The sun was just setting. He closed his eyes again.
CRASH!
Tom shot his eyes open with the light of a new days,falling off his twin sized bed. He sat up and went into the hall.
He was scared of what might be waiting for him in his own home. He walked silently. His grey Vans making noise as he walked.
In the hall he saw a vase shattered on the floor along with dried blood. He walked on. He heard feet dragging. "Mom?" He called out.
He heard the dragging get quicker and louder.
His heart was pacing. "Mom?!"
Oh did his mom walk into the room. She came charging at him with a huge gash on her neck and her eyes were blood shot.
"MOM!" he yelled running away.
She chased him around the house for a few minutes.
"Mom! Talk to me! What wrong?!" He yelled running around the table. She screeched and tackled him from behind.
He felt pain burn into his back as she dug her nails and scratched him in his back. "Stop! Damnit I said stop!" He pushed her off him and got to his feet. "Why did you try to bite me?!"
She tackled him again. This time she bite him on his left ankle. He punched her in the face to get her off. "I'm sorry!" He yelled limping to the door.
He ran into the streets only to find it with people acting like his mom chasing other people. A few more charged at him. He picked up a bat off the grass and swung it at them in te head. They fell down not getting back up again after a few more hits.
He turned and saw his mom chase after him again. He lifted the bat. "Mom! Please!" Years falling onto his face. "Stop it! I love you and I don't want to hurt you! Just stop!" She snarled and charged.
"I have no other choice..." he thought readying the bat. "I'm sorry!" He yelled swinging the bat.
"Ahhhh!" Tom jerked upward on the bed waking up the two girls that were in the same position as last night.
He covers his right green eye with his hand as a few tears slipped out.
"Mom."
