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Alex always believed that he was nothing special just a speck of dust in an immaculate room. His father, was a war hero. Served the army before he met his wife, he always had this temper.

During the day, they would take Alex to the park and and play happy family. His mother was an excellent cook, in her college years she studied the fine art of cooking; she always dreamed of becoming a chef but Alex stopped her. He was born, she was married. There was no time for a career. At day, his father was all smiles and cheers.

But at night, he would change. Alex would hear, late at night when he should of been fast asleep, his mothers pleas for help and her strangled screams. Day after day, bruises would form on her delicate skin. Her skin was once so lively and young, had scars all over. The radiant smile she use to wear, was replaced with a forced tight lipped smile.

The night of his eighth birthday, when all the candles were put away and all the cake was eaten. She left a tender kiss on Alex's cheek, as she took what little she had and ran out the house. The door soundlessly shut but Alex's heart shattered, the beating was too loud for his own ears.

That was what he felt at this moment, the beating of his heart was rapid while he held the bottle of pills, his hands were shaking. Every breath he took seemed to become harder and it already felt like he was dying. He hadn't even taken the drugs yet but he could feel his body ready for death. Pull the cap off, a lone tear ran down his cheeks as he swallowed the pills. One, two, three or perhaps that was the fifth one? He was unsure, maybe it was his tenth?

The room was moving or perhaps he was just swaying. The bathroom that was overflowing with water or what he thought was water. It was purple, a pretty colour that made him giggle. Giggle for no reason, one foot in front of the other he clumsily slipped into the bath. The heat of the water burned his skin but the drugs didn't allow him to care.

Just as he was about to lose conciousness, he heard the door handle being turned frantically. He smiled like a madman, no one could come in the door was locked.