My name is Josh Winter, I am a 16 year old student who as just lost everything, my family, my friends, hope...
All of this happened for no reason at all, it was all just following events, which one by one broke me a little.... And now that it has all ended, I am completely broken.
I am still living with my mother who is violent and alcoholic. If anyone finds out I may have to go to my uncle's who lives right next door to a detox facility, I don't really want to go, but since I'm underage I don't really have a choice....
I have lost most of my memories of my childhood because of drugs... and it has also had a big influence on my health, I only weigh 45 kg and I'm having a lot of lung problems.
Anyway, this is my story, my life, my journey.
I woke up in that small infirmary with no one to wake up to, I looked at the time and realised that I had been sleeping for a while. I decide to get up and head home, even if I call my mum or the school to say I am leaving they either won't answer or try to make me stay.
I went to my class during a lesson to grab my stuff, the teacher tried to stop me but I didn't take any notice.
I took my normal way home, the usual long path so that when I get home, I have the courage to face my mother.
While walking I had the feeling of being watched, without noticing I ended up walking at a faster pace, throwing some looks behind me to see if anyone was there. Nobody, I must be tired... or stupid for imagining someone actually being there, it isn't a fucking horror movie.
I got home and entered without knocking or saying anything.... My eyes opened wide to what I was seeing. My mother was hanging from the ceiling on a large plated rope, covered in flies and other insects, I fell to the floor and called the police. Maybe this is a horror movie.
