The boy

It was a late Saturday night walking down the path of hardstone do the graveyard I was on my way to visit my mother and father's grave see the past week. two years ago I was 14 years old when they were murdered. The police never found out who did it I was thought it was my aunt Lola she always wanted their money the parents were very successful father was a criminal law lawyer mother on the other hand was a real estate agent they're both very successful powerful and rich. We lived in the big house in LA with a pool and her teammates and your butler that all changed when the day was forced to move to Ireland my aunt Lola. I literally tried everything to stop them from making me to move but as soon as I found out that my parents were going to be buried there I was happy that I still could visit them but sad that I had to leave my friends My home.