A Boy In The Shadow

Chapter 1

Harry was an ordinary, 14 year old boy who lived with his dad.

At the age of 2, he lost his mum so his dad took to drinking.

Harry's dad treated Harry like a slave, beating him every time he got the chance. Harry could do nothing right in his fathers' eyes.

At school, Harry's life was no better. Adam- the school bully- and his friends would pick on Harry every chance they got. This just added to the bruises Harry got from his dad.

Harry hated his life and had thought about ending his life on many different occasions, but in his heart, he knew that his mom wouldn't want him to. Perhaps all he could do was to keep on suffering.

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As Harry walked to his English class, he felt himself be grabbed and his head slammed into a locker.

"Oi, Styles, you done that English project we were meant to do?" snarled Adam.

Harry looked at his feet. He didn't want to answer, which earned him another head slamming into the locker, making him whimper.

"Well? Answer me!" Adam roared.

Harry simply nodded his head.

"Then give it to me!" Adam said, "I've been too busy with football practice to do it and then I remembered mate Harry here, always does his work. So I thought I'd just use yours and hand it in as mine. Now hand it over."

Adam let go of Harry, watching him fall onto his knees. Harry opened his tattered backpack and gave Adam his project. Adam roughly snatched the project out of Harry's hand and walked away with a sneer on his face.

When Harry sat down for his English lesson, his head was pounding and he began to feel sick.

" Mr. Styles where's your English project ?" His English teacher asked him.

" I forget to complete it, sir. I am sorry." Harry lied. He can't tell the truth 'cause if he did then Adam would make hisblife worse then Hell.

" Is there anything else you can do, except making excuses, Mr. Styles. " He said coldly.

These words hurted Harry, he didn't make excuses with his wishes, he was just forced to do that.

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Later that day, Adam and his mates were online and noticed an ad for a competition to have the opportunity to spend a month with One Direction- a famous boy band.

"We should enter the gay boy," Adam said, "I'm sure he would love to spend time with 4 boys, but they might not want to be with him for 4 weeks."

"Yeah, let's do it!" said Sam.

While the boys were filling out the form, Harry was at home, trying to do all the chores and cook dinner before his dad came home. Unfortunately for Harry, his dad arrived home early, which meant dinner still wasn't ready.

His dad noticed and grabbed Harry roughly.

"Where's my dinner boy?" He growled.

"C-cooking. I d-didn't think you would b-be home yet." Harry managed to stutter out.

"You didn't think? YOU DIDN'T THINK?!" He roared and slammed Harry's head onto the table.

Harry fell to the floor as his dad kept hitting him until he was unconscious. Des laughed at his 'perfect' son, he grabbed his head by his hairs. He then spit on it and slam it harshly on the cold floor.

Harry kept on lying on the floor, trying to bear the pain which was flowing throughout his body.

Why is life so unfair with him ?

Why do others find it funny when he suffers ?

Why did his mom died ?

Thousand questions lying inside that fragile appearance but no one to answer them.

He didn't know what sins he had committed for which he was suffering a lot ?

He wish that someday death must took him, so that he could be free from all this suffering. If he can't kill himself.

Let all this sufferings kill him.

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