Broken, sad, abused.

"Father?"

Tom looked behind them. "Pa? PA!" Tom ran as fast as he could. "Oh Tom... it's alright." His dad said, in a calm voice. "TORD! TORD!" Tom cried out, as his father lost consciousness. Tord ran to Tom. Tord looked shocked. "It's gonna be okay Tommee. I'm here. I'll get the teacher. MISS! MISS!" Tord ran to the teacher to call an ambulance, but it was too late. "Pa? Pa please! Please get up! Pa don't leave me! Pa I don't want to be alone please!" Tom pleaded. He cried and waited until the 'people' came. "Come on little one." Said a brunette with a bun. She held his hand and brought him to a place with other kids. Kids like him. They had no mummies or daddies. Just like him. "Will I get to go back to school? I wanna see Tord again." Tom asked. He didn't like the older boys. They scared him. "Yes, if you get adopted quickly." Tom walked toward the older boys, so he could get on their good sides. "Oi! Ekon! There's a little kid here." Said a goopy monster. Tom wasn't scared. The monster had red pupils, and gray skin. "Oh! Gimme a sec!" A black goop monster came rushing out. He had no pupils. "Hello! I'm Ekon, who are you?" "Thomas. Thomas R-Ridgewell." Tom backed away. He felt wary, and really wanted Tord. His eyes filled with tears. He was terrified all of a sudden. They talked for a while, and Ekon comforted him. O