The Disappearances

Goodbye Friends (Tony)

Last Night

I stare at the DVD what I gently place on my hands. It's probably the most precious gift I have ever received from anyone. I take the DVD out of the case and I look at the writing on it.

Simon's DVD

I then put a smile on my face. I remember when he gave me this.
I was upset one day at school and he just happened to help me. It was about family stuff.
He was the first person I have ever opened up to about my issues. He gave me this DVD in return, I couldn't be more happier. I then went home and I played it, I started crying while listening to it and now I am in love with it.
Simon really knew how to make people feel special. That was probably why he was my best friend.

I insert it in the radio and a soft graceful tone fills the room, while lighting up the energy inside.
I play this DVD almost everyday, it reminds me of Simon.
It makes me feel at peace. 
It feels like he's in the room with me...
That may sound creepy but for me I don't think its creepy, I think it's wonderful.

I go up to my paint board while humming to the tune that is playing.
I grab my paint brush from my desk and I dip it into some red paint.

I have been painting for about 3 years. It's one of my passion's. I originally started painting at school.
We did this painting project for art and as I started painting it felt like it was in my blood.
I won the project and the teachers hanged it up in the library. It still is in the library.
I don't show much people my artwork. It's sort of private.
I have a whole bunch of paintings stacked in my closet. My paintings are usually sceneries or landscapes.

I painted Simon once but I didn't finish it. He wanted a picture of him, but he's gone now...
It still is with me and it's still incomplete. I tried to paint Simon, but whenever I do it, it brings tears to my eyes.

I continue to paint while listening to music.
Everything goes quiet and calming until I hear a bang coming from outside my room.
I then jump in fright and accidentally put a stroke through my work.

"Gosh dang it!" I said stamping my feet.

Now my artwork has a big red line across it.
I then hear yelling and I realise it's my parents. I slowly go up to my door and slightly open it. I peek through the side of the door and I see my parents fighting with each other, I don't know what it is about though.
I never really get involved in their arguments. When I do get involved it just complicates things.
They normally fight everyday and I always hear them. Sometimes I can't go to bed because I can hear them yelling at each other.
I bet everyone on this street knows what's up with my family.

I then see Dad pushing Mum against the wall and she collapses as she hits it. My eyes stare in horror and frustration.
My Dad is really scary when he is angry but I don't think he's a bad person. He just loses his temper a lot but he can be really nice at times.

Sometimes I wish I could be someone else for one day. Just for one day. I want it to be different from my life right now. 
I want to escape somewhere peaceful, where I can be away from everything that's disturbing me.
I want my parents to get a divorce I know that sounds a little deep. I'm just annoyed with all this fighting, I just want it to end but I don't ever think it will.

I close my door silently.

My parents don't really pay attention to me as much because they're to caught up in their lives. I wish they did sometimes. Everyone at my school has happy parents, I wish my parents were normal.