Crying Alone

The Death

                                                                                   How Mikes mom died
It was a scolding hot day. Mikes Mom was resting on the couch. At the time, Micheal was only 6. Micheal's mother, "Hellen" was very protective over Mike. Michael's father, "Jackson" was a military soldier, and very rude. Mike didn't know how his mom put up with him. Mike was sitting on the floor, playing with his toy cars, also watching Sesame Street. Jackson stormed over from the kitchen to the living room, and yelled at mom. "Why aren't you training MICHAEL?!" Mike stood up and punched Dad in the balls. Jackson screamed and fell to the carpet. Mom laughed. "Ha, a 6 year old can beat you up!" Jack (short for Jackson) said stuttering, "You did t-train him to-tod-today. W-we'll don-done." He stood up and dashed into his bedroom. He opened up his drawer, revealing all sorts of weapons. Jackson laughed. "Which one is the sharpest?" He looked for a while until he finally found it. It was almost as sharp as a rhinos horn. (Ouch!) Jack walked back over to Hellen. He quickly waved the knife in her face. Mom screamed. Mike tried to push dad away, but he was too weak. Jackson finally raised the knife over moms chest, and pounded it into her skin. Blood slowly exposed from her insides. The knife was covered with blood. Jackson ran into his bedroom and locked the door. Michael started crying. He ran over to Dads locked door and banged on it. Mikes face turned red and he kicked the door down. (cuz he can) Jackson's eyes widen. He walked over to Mike and pushed him onto his bum. Jack stood up the door and glued it shut. (Jacksons room had a window) As Michael cried, he looked at moms dead body. He imagined her hugging him. Michael sighed. As he waved goodbye to his mom, he walked off into his room. He went into his closet and shut the door. There, he cried alone. Michael never knew his closet was a Time Machine, so as he cried, his voice got deeper and he grew taller. When he stopped, he was at the age 16. Mike stood up and gasped. "This, can't be happening. I'm just dreaming. I think mom is alive in my dream." He said. Michael pushed open the closet door and saw that his room, was empty. The whole house was too. Mom was lying there, on the floor. DEAD. "I guess I'm older now.... where is dad?"