John was alone and had no one but himself. He cried for mercy seeing his father pass away.
Knowing he was alone and no one could keep him safe.
It felt like hours before the ambulance had arrived and picked John and his father up. No words were spoken as they drove to the hospital where police took John into question him and to see what had happened that day, after everything was said, the police told him to wait in the lobby and that someone one would take him home to pack some things.
Twenty minutes passed when some one finally met John in the lobby. A tall light skinned man, with shoulder length black hair, and hazel eyes, and a smile of perfect straight white teeth. The man said hello and greeted John gingerly to follow him outside to a newer model Chrysler.
John sat in the passenger side seat still in disbelief on what had happened that day. After thirty minutes of watching buildings fly by, they pulled up to the familiar house which used to beam with happiness, which now sat quietly, and looming in sadness. As John was let out of the car. The man asked if John would like some help but he declined and walk slowly to the door and went inside.
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Midnight Fire
RandomHis eyes slid back into his head as the life drained from his body, his son crying leaving him alone with no one and nothing to do with his life but all of that would change in just a little time.
