After we ate breakfast, the day went south. My father was drunk and my mother was working on it. I didn't know what to do. They just kept yelling and screaming and carrying on. Once my father hit me, I decided to stay in my room until further notice. But I didn't go alone, I brought the little dog that I discovered with me. He must have been the family pet. My parents called the white fluff ball Jack, so I did too. He was very sweet, I didn't want anything to happen to him.

We spent the rest of the day in my room and most of the next. I took Jack outside when he needed to do his business, but I got hit few more times in the process. My father was a monster. He hit like Herobrine fought, and he fought hard. But I made sure that they stayed far away from Jack. I wasn't loosing another pet, not after Slimey.

On Sunday I spent most of the day experimenting with the Minecraft again. It was too confusing and complicated. After many hours of experimenting, the Minecraft just went blank. The top foldy part was black, I broke it. I'm a failure. It was late that night when my father came into my room. He looked way out of it.

"I'm sorry," he said. "I'm sorry I got drunk. I know I promised to spend some time with you this weekend."

"Ok," I told him. I didn't want anything to do with him. Not after the bruises he gave me. He must have noticed them.

"Grayson, did I hit you?" he asked me. He obviously didn't remember. I nodded my head. "Grayson, I'm so sorry. I can't control myself sometimes and you know that. You know I love you."

Every single word that just came out of his mouth sounded like a lie. I did not feel like that man loved me at all. But I hardly even knew who he was.

"Get some sleep," he told me before leaving. "You have school tomorrow. Night." I stared at him as he left. Yay, now I have to do something that I had no clue what it was.

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"Grayson, it's time to get up," my father said as he shook me awake the next morning. "Get ready for school, you don't want to be late."

When he left I climbed out of bed and changed clothes. I did as told because I didn't want to get hit again. I also combed my hair because it didn't need to be wild anymore. I found a backpack and decided to take it with me, I also put the iPhone in it before telling my father that I was ready.

"Grayson, the bus is here!" my father yelled. I had to leave the house, and I wasn't leaving Jack behind. I grabbed him and put him into my backpack. I was extremely careful not to squish him. I left the house and entered a very large yellow vehicle. There were a lot of kids in there. I sat down in one of the seats put my backpack in my lap. I zipped it open enough to put my hand inside and set my hand on Jack. He was calm, like this has happened to him before.

The bus stopped a lot. I just remained in the same position and wondered where we were going. One time when it stopped, everybody started getting up and off the box. I did the same. Outside of the bus was a large build, and I followed everybody inside. This guy started talking to me so I followed him and pretended I was listening. We were coming close to a room, there were some people in there already in there.

"Dude, what are you doing?" the boy asked me. "Your first class is with Mr. Marlin." He pointed at a room across the hall. I went in there and sat at one of the desks. I stayed in the back of the room so nobody would notice the backpack on my desk and the little nose that was poking out.

-Just a quick note for the future: I went back and changed Graysons's details so that he looked like himself in real life. They are their real life selves. And Jack is soooooo cute!