Leaning the ways of the dead

PROLOGUE
For once a fifteen year old boy living a life for what seemed like a living hell for him was now a boy living in hell, feeling like he had no purpose with in the life he had, now is living to find his people finding who he was for what his parents did not see or allow for what he is, for what he wanted to be. for what he couldn't, As for a family that didn't get along, he would stay in his room for extended periods at a time hearing bickering from yelling to actual physical abuse.
As he grow older he grow a numbness to everything from school to the hitting
That's when his father eventually left the house, leaving him with a booze filled mother with a commustion issue which leaves him here now sad fatherless and alone with his thoughts... the most dangerous thing of all...

DISCLAMER!

TW THERE WILL BE MENTION OF DEAD AND OR SH ABUSE, ALCOHOL ,SMOKING AND SWEARING

THIS WILL BE MADE FOR MORE MATURE AUDIENCES SO PLEASE BE AWAR IF YOU READ THIS STORY IT WILL BE RATED AS PG 13 AND OR HIGHER

SO IF YOU ARE UNDER THE AGE OF 13 PLEASE DO NOT READ