Mike had a happy family once. When Mike was little he would always sit by the front door and wait for his father to come home. He would sweep Mike into his arms and carry him into the kitchen where his mom was making dinner. Ten minutes later dinner would be on the table, and Mike's father would entertain the family with stories about his day. After dinner Mike's mother would give him a bath and get him in his pajamas. She would tuck him into bed and then his father would come and tell him stories about his days as a fighter pilot. He even gave Mike a pin from his days in the air-force, a pin that Mike's mom constantly had to pin and repin on anything Mike wore. On weekends when his father would take him to the park, Mike would point to the planes flying overhead and say "There's you daddy!"
Then one night everything changed. After Mike had been tucked in and he had heard his story his parent went into the other room like the normally did. Mike could hear his parents talking. At first he just heard hushed voices like he usually did after he went to bed. Suddenly his mother's voice got very loud, and she began to scream at his father.
The next day Mike's father came home late from work. From then on Mike's father came home later and later, and the fights grew more and more frequent. It came to the point where Mike went to sleep at night with his head under his pillow to drown out his parent's shouting. Mike's father began staying out later and later, but Mike kept waiting for him at the door every night. Some nights his mother would have him come to the table to eat dinner before going to bed. But usually Mike's mother forgot, leaving him at the front door until he was asleep. Even then she left him there until his father got home and took him to bed. Mike often woke up again when his parents would start to fight.
As this went on Mike's mother started having a very minty smell about her. She would drink something that Mike was not allowed to have, and she would drink it all the time. Mike no longer relied on his mother to make him breakfast, that was his job, and she would only make Mike lunch when he reminded her. Even then it was burned and almost impossible to eat.
Mike's sweet loving mother became a horrible monster, yelling at not only his father but Mike too. One day Mike started crying because his mother hadn't made lunch. She slapped him and told him to keep quiet. That night Mike waited for his father by the front door. When he woke up the next mourning he found that he was still in front of the door. His father never came home. And that was the end of Mike's happy family.