A young boy
It's never easy as a mum, watching your only child grow up in the world. Sarah Jane smith thought at exactly that point the exact same thing while watching her son Luke and his friends Clyde and Rani kicking a football around. She watched Rani sitting on the wall, shouting words of encouragement at then two teens. She saw Clyde showing off his skills with a football and sometimes failing miserably. And then she saw Luke.
Luke her only son, who she knew had struggle with his life. She thought back in her mind of when Luke was activated. She thought back to the feeling at the back of her neck when she first saw him. So much for motherly love. He was angry at him and his first friend Maria that they were now in her life. It was only then that she corrected herself by making him part of her lonely family.
She constantly kept thinking of the amount of times that she'd put Luke's life in danger, such as the time that she handed him over to the slitheen because she was too concerned about the children's safety. A small tear rolled down her cheek.
"Mum?" she heard a quiet voice from behind her and realised that she'd been staring to long and hadn't realised that Luke had come in. "Mum, why are you upset?" he put a small hand on her shoulder.
"Oh, Oh I'm fine Luke" she went into hug him. Normally, if she knew teenagers, they would never accept hugs from their there mum, but that was another thing that was special about her son. She looked around there was no sign of the other two teens. "Where'd Clyde and Rani go?" He looked around then smiled at his mum.
"Rani and Clyde went to get some dinner, Mr Chandra wasn't really happy at the thought of Rani staying at Clyde's." he giggled slightly, and Sarah Jane felt another tear roll down her cheek, but fortunately Luke hadn't seen it as he'd gone to get some juice from them kitchen. She avoided anymore tears falling as she sat down and waited for her son to come back.