2003

Age 12

Jonathan pov

" JONATHAN WAKE YOUR LAZY ASS UP!" Said Jonathan's dad as he was being pulled out of bed by his hair. " Get up and make me breakfast." This is how poor Jonathan woke up every morning. He got up and made his dad some breakfast and got his mom some coffee. "Mom?" Jonathan asked. " when can we leave daddy?" Jonathan's Mom looked at him with a pleading look indicating that it's time for him to shut up. But she answered. "Your father is in deep pain and we can't just get up and leave."

~flashback~

2000

Age 9

Jonathan pov

-In a dream-

A man with porcelain skin with orange dorito hair and a nice looking lady who had chocolate kiss skin and purple hair came to me. They told me I was special. That was the first time I felt loved. I liked it. I even smiled.

"Ahhhh!!!"

I woke up to my mom screaming.

...

My dads probably talking in the pauses

"Jim stop it!!!"

...

"Get off of me!!!"

" shut up you dumb bitch!!!"

"Stop not in front of Jonathan!!!"

"He can learn something from your dumb ass mistakes!!!"

" JIM!!!"

-Pause-

"Jonathan pack your bags your going to your grandmothers house!!!"

" Ok "

CRASH

" Jim? JIM!?!"

"Mommy what wrong with daddy?"

"Jonathan we are leaving!"

"But what about daddy?"

"No buts! Your dads a bad person he can take him self to the hospital!"

" ok mommy"

Jonathan's dad fell down the stairs and it costed him an arm and a leg. Really his dads arm and leg couldn't work like they use too. But he still hurts Jonathan like nothing else.

~flashback over~

Mom was working on the Kitchen while Jonathan read his favorite book
Alice in wonderland
Wishing he was in Alice's place he rather be having a tea party with the mad hatter than be here in hell.

" JONATHAN!"

His mom was starting to scream.Dad was probably beating Mom again.

Mom was on the floor again. Dad was on top again. Blood again. Scratch again. Black eyes again every single day was the same. I was born to live the life of insanity. I just want something different.

Then something caught my eye.

A dead ghost dog came up to me. He nudged me to go out side so I did. It's so weird fallowing a dead thing but it has become the norm. My dad hit me so hard once and then I started seeing ghost. I don't like it but it's my life. I have no say.

Right be for I walk out of the house everyday I flip off the whole place and say to the door I love being on the outside of you but I hate being on the other side.

I fallowed the dog in to the middle of nowhere we walked up and down the streets of the city and when I ended up on the far side I turned around and started crying.

You would to if you had this life.

Jonathan walked up and down the streets he finally got home after seeing  the weirdest thing. A boy with auburn hair and green eyes was talking to the dead dog I was playing with.  I looked at him for a while. His style was weird but I'm not going to judge he might be homeless.

I finally got to my home aka hell hole. With my dad on the couch luckily passed out and my mom in the kitchen with a beer. And passed out as well.

The world really hates me I guess.

-Dream-

Hello Jonathan my name is Providence and this is my partner Mephistopheles  we want you to feel special because you are. Right Mephistopheles? " yes Jonathan you are going to be important one day!" You just need to make it out alive. I'm sorry that the world sucks but we all have to go through it. Good luck Jonathan.