Gone, all of it

by Hikaru321

tom was normal, or so he thought, he had a normal life, and again, or so he thought, he had a mom, a sister, a step dad and ADHD and dyslexia, key word,HAD, his life, gone, in a day, less than, his best friend a satyr and now he lives at camp half blood sulking, crying over the life he once had.OC ONE SHOT, FIRST FIC, may be kinda sequel to a cross over I might write in the future

GONE, ALL OF IT.

You have a nice life? Happy-ish family? Good enough grades? Friends whome you're close with? I had that too, all of it, a fantastic family consisting of my mom and sister (named Hannah, she was 2 years old when this happened), my step father and me. My dad left before I was born, tore my mom up, so basically I never knew him. My mom met Dylan, they hooked up, got married, and nine months after the wedding out popped my little sis. [yeah, yeah I know, to much about my family and not enough about me, shut up Kaitlin] My name is Tom Hawk and I'm a demigod. I fought my way across about ¼ of America with this satyr named chris, who was my best friend since oh….8th grade I think, anyway it all started when I came home from school one day and I found my house a mess, wall paper torn, glass shattered, tables and chairs upturned, things scattered here and there, and the worst of it, when I saw the bodies, my stepfather and my sister lay dead on the ground in front of me mutilated, blood everywhere, I heard screaming from upstairs and I dropped my bag and ran up to where the noise was, at the end of the hall a dark shape was huddled over what I could tell was my mother, she saw me and mouthed the words I guessed were I love you and then the thing on top of her ripped her throat out, literally, it turned on me and pounced, I lost an arm that day, I ran as fast as I could, well after fighting my way to long island with Chris and thinking to my self, my life cant get any worse, whatsoever, that's what I believed until I stood on the crest of the hill covered in blood and dirt standing next to that tree looking down at the valley beneath me, the pain had just begun.