Dreams Can Become Reality

Chapter 1 " Hello I'm Jack Sherman"

I wake up to my uncle staring right at me. " DID I TELL YOU TO SLEEP IN?". He screamed so loud that I thought I went deaf for a moment. " But it's Saturday." I replied. " Well who is going to take out the trash? I'll tell you this, it ain't me!" I could feel what was about to happen. He slapped me right across the face. Hard too. My uncle is very abusive. I don't think I ever have gone two days without any bruises on me. Except when he went on vacation for a week. When a day is really bad for him, I'm like his punching bag or stress pillow. I hate him. He makes me cry myself to sleep sometimes.
Well, you might be wondering where my parents are? The answer to that question would be, dead. Last year was when that horrific day happened. June 23, 2014 to be exact. I don't remember why, but I was yelling at my mom that morning. I was really mad at her. I realized if I don't remember why I was mad, it wasn't important. We weren't the most rich family ever, but we weren't poor. I would say lower middle class. So we only had one car. My dad would take it to work, and my mom would take a cab. After they each finished work, dad would pick mom up, and they would ride home together. That day, they were on a two way road going up a mountain. A car was coming head on. My dad swerved to the right, and the car broke the rail and fell off the mountain. I remember being pulled out of school and just hearing my principal say what happened, made me start crying harder than I have ever before.
That night I felt so lonely, like I had nobody in my life. They were my everything, and I lost them. I have never been the same. I used to be outgoing, now I'm shy. I used to be tough, now I'm a big softie. Everything about me changed that day. I don't think I will ever be the same again after that. Ever.