Three years later. October 19 2013. Tom was on his fifteenth birthday. He got nothing because his friends ditched him and his mom worse than ever. She fell deep into bills to the point hundreds in debt. Obviosly, she blamed Tom for it, at this point he still wants his moms love but hes realizing that she dont love him. At this point Tom is curious about his dad, he asks his mom about him and she smacks him "DONT EVEN MENTION THAT DEADBEAT DADS NAME HES A HORRIBLE PERSON" she shouts. This just makes Tom even more curious, but he gives up. He goes to school and kids not just mental now physicaly abusing him every days. If he even goes to the bathroom and they find him they'll team up on him, pull his hair, kick him, punch, spit, and worse of all smash his head off things tills until he starts bleeding ether unconcious or crying horribly badly. They would just leave him their bloody and unconcious. He wouldnt fight back because he believed him world peace and no violence, that didnt matter to everyone beating on him. He eventully got home holding back teers so his mom didnt brutally beat him he went to his room and sobbed he sobbed and sobbed. He started to fall into a depression. At this point, he wasnt like he use to be, he use to be wanting his moms love and wasnt one to get angry, over time that all changed, he cared less every day if his mom loved him. He was getting to a deep depression state that he cant get out of, he dont like anything, the park, himself, and most importanly his life. He started taking depression pills and soon got an addiction to them. He realized this was a bad addiction, but as all addictions go, you cant easily stop. He made sure if mom didnt find them. Soon he got experimental and tried drugs. Nothing helped he still despised life. He cried daily for hours on end. He realized his life was a dump. He wanted to kill himself so bad. CHRISTMAS 2013. He got a whole lot of nothing, nothing at all, though it was christmas and you should be happy with ur family and the joy of gifts. He could care less. Obviosly, he loved his mom though he hated her its a bond all moms and their children get no matter what happens. He awakes to a thunderclap 6 in the morn he was more excited today than any other. He saved enough money to buy a bag of pain pills, he addored painpills. He started being worse and worse by the days. He gets his pills and pops them a joy goes through his body like someone would on christmas morning. He goes to sleep, the next morning he feels really hungry his stomach growling, he still eats whatever he finds around. But not today he gets a idea a devilish idea. He runs into a supermarket grabs a few apples, grapes, etc and tries to run out he gets cought they decided to tell. him mother he mother storms down to the store and punches Tom in the face. he falls and passes out on impact. She gets a charge of child abuse, Tom gets off free because they realized how bad his life is. They put him in a foster home. For the first time in years he gets to shower. He gets out and goes to his new rooms he feels hungry so he asks if he could have something to eat and hes givin a nice warm dinner. First really nice dinner in years. After a few months he gets aquinted with his new school. He makes a few friends not many but its better than nothing he thinks. Though he still has a drug addiction. His scars mentaly and phycicaly still left. He gets home and gets a text from a school friend "will you maybe date me". He replies hes "yes". the next day he went to school and got his first kiss. He gets a little excited for the first time. He goes home and lays down, thoughts go through his head "did my dad ever want me", "why did my mom hate me", "why do i still hate my life", "why dont i wanna live". Just sleeps and wakes up the next morning and remembers something. He runs 6 miles to his old house, its for sale. He doesnt care he smashes the window and climbs through, goes to his old room and looks after hours of looking he finds it his old journal. He wipes the dust off and grabs a pencil and writes " sorry for forgeting you journal, i moved and made new friends, but im still depressed im afraid this is the last we will probably ever speak just remeber journal, i love you". He goes to his house with a idea "after school" he thinks. He goes to school attends class,then lunch,then last class he has a hour before he goes home he decides to go to the library and read he reads "if i stay". Since he only had a hour he only scimmed through the book. Its just about time to leave school the bells dings he stands up doesnt even bother taking his books home. He didnt need to for what was ahead. He decides to right a note in his girl friends locker that he loves her dearly. He goes to his locker gets in bookbag and gets the one single rose in red, he gets his hoodie puts it on and goes home he thinks about it for about a hour until he worked up the courage to do it. He checks his phone for one last time before doing it. He goes to his kitchen and find a single rasor he cuts one, to, three four, everything goes black. He gets the peace he always wanted,heaven.
