Red wing

Chapter One

You know those little voice inside of your head? Telling you what to do and where to go, telling you wether something is right or wrong. That voice helps you to learn the words when reading a book, makes you think about the plotline when watching a movie and helps you think when in a bad situation. I don't often like talking to anyone so the voice in my head distracts me from them.
I was once normal. A healthy teenage boy with friends, a family I even attended a nice school and now? Now it's a whole different story. My parents died when I was six, they were murdered right in front of me, I don't know why he didn't kill me as well and still to this day that question comes in and out of my mind. I left America to live with my uncle in England. It was a quiet life, no drama, living on a nice old farm and I even attended a nice school and made some friends again. The day I turned 13 my uncle was killed in a car crash and with no money I was left on the streets.