the robot

Disaster.

In the dark, cold basement, hamilton was shoveling coal in the furnace to warm the small house he lived in with his mom. "Lexi! Dinner!" His mom called from upstaris. He put the shovel down and closed the door to the furnace. He ran up the stairs, and washed his hands, and sat down at the table. "I made ramen. We are low on money at this point honey, im sorry. But this was the cheapest thing to buy at the store". His mother said sadly. "Its fine mom, as long as we get something for dinner, we will be ok". Alex said smiling. They ate up dinner, and alex went to his room. It was not real big, but enough for one person. He had long dark purple curtains, and crumpled papers of writings he wasn't satisfied with thrown near a small garbage can. His small desk were his journal him mom gave him for his 14th brithday was opened. He took it and threw himself on his bed and wrote. He wrote like no tommorow. Writing thoughts, feelings, and dreams. His mom cheaked on him later only to find him writing at the wee hours of the morning. She smiled, and said softly," honey, go to bed. You need sleep". He jumped at her voice. "Sorry mom. You scared me". "But ok. I'll go to sleep". He said. As soon as his head hit the pillow, he drifted off into dream land.

The next day, he awoke to the sun shining through the window into his eyes. He sat up, rubbed his eyes, and went to the kitchen to grab some breakfast. His mom was sitting at the table, coffee by her side, reading a book. "Morning mom" alex said groggy. "Good morning alex. Sleep well?" She asked. "Kinda. Still having werid dreams of bunnies though." He laughed. He didn't know why, but his dreams always had a bunny in it. It was funny and just creepy. Alex made some cereal, and sat across from his mom. "Mom. Im gonna take the car to get groceries today. Ya need anything?
Alex said. Since he turned 16, he was always driving. He was a good driver, and passed the drivers test on the first try. "Yeah. We need milk and eggs. Oh and some sleeping pills. I cant sleep these days..." His mother trailed off. "Ok, I'll go get dressed". Alex said walking to his room. He threw on some jeans and a gray oversized hoodie. He went into the car started it up. He drove 3 miles until someone ahead of him slammed on the brakes. He smashed on the brakes causing him to slam his face in the air bag. His back thrashed into the seat. He saw someone running to the car. They pulled him out. Blood everywhere. His sight become blurry and fazed into blackness....