The diary of a teenage boy.

22nd September

Dear Friend, 

I had a dream last night. It was really strange. Let me tell you all about it...

So it was a usual sunny day at home, i was listening to music and drawing something. I cant really remember what i was drawing but as soon as i finished the weather outside went dark. It started raining and I could hear thunder and see lightening. I went downstairs to the kitchen to see if my mum was okay but she wasn't there. I heard someone scream my name and knew it was my mum so i ran to the room instantly. To my surprise there was my dad. Well i think it was my dad... I'm not sure. But he was standing there with a hammer in his hand. You could see the bruises on my mums, she was crying in pain and covering someone. I couldn't make out who it was but it looked like a little boy. My mum couldn't see me and neither could my dad. I shouted and him to put the hammer down but she never listened. No one turned around. no one cared. It was as if i was invisible. Then my dad screamed out "You worthless piece of shit" to the little boy before finally hitting him. But I never saw my dad hit the little boy. I woke up just as the hammer touched the little boys back. 

I couldn't stop thinking about the dream. I never focused in my classes because my dream was all i was thinking about. Was it trying to tell me something? 

So apart from the dream, Kevin spoke to me today. he invited me to a party next week. There's no one else from school going to that party so i guess ill go. I don't know. 

Talk to you tomorrow, 

Elliot