I woke up at about 1:00 to the sound of silence. Something was wrong. I knew it. Something was missing. It was my son. If he was here the TV would be on or music would be playing in his room.
I got out of bed wearing fuzzy pajama bottoms and a camisole. I wasn't worried about my hair being a mess right now. I was worried about Finn.
When I got to his room all that was there was the trash that he left and an unmade bed. Empty glass bottles of Yohoo milk, used tissues, and paper plates scattered near the head of his bed.
"What have I done?" I quietly mumbled to myself. So many years without my husband has driven me insane. And now insanity and abusive actions over the years has driven my son out of his own house.
I got to my knees and laid my forehead on the edge of his bed. Finn. Gone. The only thing that was left of my family. What. Did. I. Do.
To be continued.....
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Black Wings
Dragoste15 year old Finn is living a normal life as a normal teen, with a disturbed mom , in a normal two story house. His world is soon about to turn into a mystery when he finds a girl in the woods. Not just an ordinary girl. She has wings. Finn's got qu...
