survival of the strong

so it begins....

      he loved his mothers cooking. "so ... you have a nice dream" mother asked. she was on to him.

      "Yeah about some pig named Fred." STUPID STUPID STUPID!!

     "Well thats nice, what did the pig do?" his mother replied (-_-) ......       she fell for it. she fell for it.

      "uhhhhhhh i really dont remember." he spoke.

     "well thats to bad." his mom said.

            As she went back to cleaning  vincent went to cleaning his fathers magnum.  and almost through with his cleaning he heard a loud crash in the kitchen

        "Hey mom you okay?" he hollered no reply he yelled again still no awnser. he walked over and down the stairs and what he saw will haunt his dreams for ever. His mother had fallen down and as he look down he saw a knife sticking out of her side.He rushed over to his once loving mother and bent down to listen for breathing. Shockingly he heard small shallow breath "Huff hufff hufff." he didnt know what to do and panicked. He searched for the phone. Wait the police would be over run with orphans and dead bodys. He ran back to his mother

       "Mom. MOM! STAY WITH ME DONT CLOSE YOU'RE EYES!!" He stressed. Hot tears flowed down his face

     "Mom mom please dont leave me alone in this damned place." He yelled and yelled yet he knew somewhere he knew she was gone let her go his inner voice said NOO SHUT UP SHE'LL GET BETTER WILL SHE WILL!!!  He looked into her eyes and she had a far of look in her eyes. Grudgingly he put his head to her chest.

                      Nothing. she had moved on.

           He screamed. He screamed till his throat was raw. In dispare he ran back to his room and packed a bag with clothes and food ,paper, pencils , pillows and his fathers magnum. Once he was done packing he raced to the front door and took one last look until he walked out the door. The only thing he saw was his mother laying on the ground and a plate full of peaches.