There once was a boy his name was Timothy, he was an only child with his mom dead, and his dad always drinking and going out to parties. Timothy would go to the cemetery everyday to tell her what his dad was doing. He never did good in school and the girl he liked doesn't really know he is alive. One day the teacher asked Him to stay after class
"What's wrong I saw you sad today is there anything wrong ?" The teacher asked.
"No nothing is wrong, but since I'm here can talk about my grade?" Timothy asked.
"Yeah," the teacher said, "what about it?"
"Is there anything I can do to bring it up?" He asked.
"Sure I have this," she says as she hands a paper to Timothy.
"Thanks!" Said Timothy as he walked out the door and started to head home. The next day was Saturday, that means another one of dads little parties. So Timothy left the house to go the park, he has no friends but he goes to the park to lay down. At around 12 he heads home and when he gets there he sees people drunk on the floor. So he heads upstairs trying not to step on anyone. Finally when he gets upstairs,he heads to his room to start on his work. About 22 minutes later he gets a call, he picks up the phone and says "hey who is this?"
"Heyy, it's me Ashley I think I'm in your English class, I kinda need help with the work that we got," the voice says.
Ashley is the girl Timothy likes, he starts to stutter but gets some words out "umm ho-ho-how did you get my nu-nu-nu-number?"
"Oh," she says, "I got your number from a friend, so can you help me"
"Yeah al-al-alright," he says.
So they continue to talk and they become good friends. On Monday he goes to school somewhat happy because, he couldn't wait to see Ashley. But when he gets there he sees people sad, he goes up and asks "hey, you ok? What's wrong?"
"Oh you didn't hear?" She says "Ashley died on Sunday due to a car accident by a drunk driver"
Timothy thought about it for a second, his dad said he was getting beer last night but never came back.
"Did drunk driver die too?" Timothy asked.
"Yeah he deserved it, I mean come on he is drinking and driving that's not good, wait do you know him?" They said.
"Uh no but yeah uh I agree completely," he said with a shaky voice.
Timothy knows that once someone finds out he is alone in his house, he will be sent to a foster home. So he continued that day trying to fit in, like nothing was wrong. When he got home he made it seem like people were in the house. Then he heard a knock on the door, he looks out the window, it was police.
"open the door!" They said in big bold voices. So Timothy opens the door and says
"Hello sir, why may you come hear on this fine afternoon?" Timothy says politely.
"We have come to talk to your mother is she available at the moment?" They said.
"No, sorry she is upstairs sleeping, you can tell me sir, I'll deliver the message she wakes up," He said.
"Ok but don't cry ok?" They said.
"Ok sir," Timothy said with a scared tone of voice.
"Well, we just wanted to tell her that her husband, your dad, died in a car accident." They said
"Oh...thank you sir," he said in a tone of voice that's about to cry.
"We will be on our way now you have a nice day little guy," the police man said as he was walking out the door. Timothy shut the door behind them and cried, cried like no one was watching, cried like it was the end of the world, and cried until he fell asleep. He woke up the next morning, got breakfast, brushed teeth, got dressed, and was about to walk out the door when he hears a knock. He looks out the window to see a man in a black shirt, blue jeans, and something in a big black duffle bag. The guy knocked again, but this time he reached in his bag and pulled out a gun. The guy shot down the door down. Timothy hid under the couch so he wouldn't be caught. The guy walked in the room and shot everything he saw, but at the same time said "Timothy where are you?"
Timothy continued to be silent until his phone rang, It was from a unknown number, he hung up but not fast enough. The guy started to shoot the couch, missing almost all shots. 5 minutes later police cam and put the guy in jail. The police asked Timothy "where are your parents?"
"Oh my mom..she took today off because of my dad and left to go get groceries," Timothy said
"When do you think she will be back," the police asked.
"Ummm I dont know maybe 20-25 minutes" Timothy explained.
The cops left after Timothy said that. Now he had to find away to make it seem like his mom was home. He took a rope and tied on the door, got a voice modifier and changed it to a woman, and as he was doing that he opened the door with the string and was in the bathroom.
"Hello, mam?" The officer said.
"Yes sorry I'm in the bathroom, do you need something sir?" Timothy said with the voice modifier.
"Oh don't worry it's ok, but I'm hear about incident that happened here in the morning," the police man said.
"Yes my son told me everything before he left," Timothy said
"I just want to say it's all safe we put the in jail, you will never see him again," The officer explains.
"Thank you very much!" Timothy said.
The officer left and Timothy went upstairs to his room, to work on work he has from English. After about an hour he finished and was about to go to bed because it's been a rough day, but he heard a noise downstairs. He slowly walked downstairs and grabbed a bat on the way down. He got to the bottom and heard the sound again, from the kitchen.
"Who's there?" Timothy asks, but no one answers. Timothy slowly heads to the the kitchen to see the same guy with a gun aimed and ready to shoot and Timothy. Timothy ducks and finds a place he can call 911 until the guy says, "put the phone down!"
Timothy put the phone down and starts to run. The guy starts shooting misses every shot until he hits him in his heart. Timothy falls to the floor with blood everywhere and dies....then he wakes up and realized that it was all a dream he had. He heads downstairs to see his dad, drunk but on the couch safely.

The End.