Prologue
Marth's PoV
I look in the very barren house, or what I used to call home, and see how empty it looks. It's midnight and I can't sleep knowing how he is felling. He being my 12 year-old son, Lucas, he is the bravest boy I've come to know In my time living here. He always showed a brave face, but I could tell it was just a mask. I knew that he was easily scared and wanted to cry when times got to hard but he kept a brave face through it all like now because we have to move he wanted to cry but all he did was put on a fake smile and agree with it. Now he's at a friends having a sleepover, probably sleeping. We're leaving tomorrow so I figured that he could have one last time with his friends, I know he'll miss them. I looked out window not be able to sleep manly because I was to busy with finding the house and moving everything into the trucks for tomorrow. I thought It would be too late for sleeping now so it would be useless to attempted it so I thought a little more about why were moving in the first place. It was summer so going to school didn't matter for the time being, but the schools are having money issues making some things more expensive on the children and parents, and another being that this place was a rut not being the ideal place for kids as there was nothing to do here besides hang with friends but with nothing to do, Lucas would soon get bored. The last one was one I really didn't want to talk about, I was never married and was attracted to males, no one ever found that a problem they actually liked it, but the only problem was a stalker that had taking a likening to me. It was annoying to see him almost every day with different things like boxes of chocolate, Flowers, and other things like that. It didn't bother me one bit as to he didn't really care to much, but it got to far when he began to use Lucas to get close to me. Now I didn't want my own son to be exposed to that, luckily he was to dense to see what he was doing, but sooner or later he would find out and I didn't want that at all, I even tried telling the man off but he just kept on trying. So those are my only reasons to moving from here, but still I knew that lucas would either be happy, truthfully, or just stay neutral for a while, I hope that it's the first choice. I should at least try to sleep to get up early in the morning to pick up Lucas, I crawled back into the blow up mattress I had up and looked up at the white ceiling and sighed, it'll get better I'm sure of it. And I fell asleep, dreaming of a better life for me and Lucas.
The re-write to my original story which I didn't like to much, I hope this is better tell me what you think of it!