Chapter 1
"Jamie." he heard a voice. He opened his eyes to find Mrs Bensel from next door in front of him. He looked to where he felt pain coming from his stoumach.
A long, white scar.
He sighed and touched it, remembering the argument he'd had with his mom that had brought this final gift.
He wanted to go out to town with his mate, Frank, but his mom refused. He yelled, telling his mom that he'd never asked to be born into her family, then ran from the room, to his bedroom. He heard a clatter of metal downstairs and heard his mother's heavy breathing as she climbed up the stairs.
"I didn't want you either, you little sod." She screeched, nearing his door, "but you shall pay for answering me back!"
She flung open his door, holding a soldering iron. She held it out and told him to stand. He was terrified of her when she was like this. He stood and bowed his head. "Pull up your shirt, you little piece of crap!" he did as he was told, whining under his breath.
She lunged forward and pushed the red hot metal against his skin, cackling about how that should teach him a lesson. He screamed and passed out.
Jamie POV
"Jamie. I'm sorry, but you are going to a children's home. Your mom is simply not suitable to look after you." she says.
"What about dad?"
"He was involved in a car crash on the way home from work. He didn't make it."
I look away, tears threatening to spill. No. I won't cry.
"Where am I going then?"
"A place called Elm Tree." I've heard of the place, it's about 2 hours from where I live. Lived.
She tells me that I have about 8 hours to sleep before I have to get going to Elm Tree. She us going to pack my things, as it is not safe for me to go, even though mom had been arrested.
She leaves and I settle down to sleep. A man walks in.
"Hi! I'm John. I'm your care worker," he says, bubbly. "Oh, you're trying to sleep? Sorry. I'll leave you to it..." he leaves the room again, and I drift to sleep.