Max, Stacey, jeff, james– 14 years old

monique - 10 years old

angela – 8 years old

MAX

"Hey max!" that was Jeff he is my best friend. He and his twin James live with me in a big white house in the middle of nowhere.

"Hey what's up Jeff?"

"Well James and I what you to meet our friend. His name is Stacey, his mom died and his dad abuses him … well I was also wondering if he could live with us. "

" I want to meet him first and if I like him and think he is safe then fine."

"Thanks so much max!"

********************************1 HOUR LATER***************************************

" Jeff what the hell are we doing at an abandon pool?"

"Just watch and be quite"

At first I didn't see anything but then some kid that looked about our age started skateboarding in the pool. He was tall. He also had blonde hair down to his mid-back. He was wearing dark sunglasses and his clothes wear ripped and dirty. I was guessing that would be Stacey.

But right as I was about to ask a group of boys that looked like they were 17 to 19 years old. They came up to Stacey and started to whisper to him, I couldn't hear what they said but when they straightened up and Stacey started to skate. But I think he went a little too high cause he fell from about ten feet up onto the hard concrete of the pool. That had to of hurt but I look over to the older boys and they were laughing.

I was boiling mad. The twins had to hold me back, but they said Stacey could handle them. So I had to watch them beat the shit out of him. When they where done he had a bloddy nose and his arms were already blue and purple with brusies, i didnt even want to know what his torso looked like. I guess they told him to try it again. So he tried the same thing that got him beaten up. He went a little to high again and fell. The older kids just left. When I was sure they were gone I looked at Stacey and he still hasn't moved, and I got worried.

I couldn't take it anymore, I ran down to him with the twins right on my heels . when we got down there ,there was blood everywhere. Stacey looked really bad and he was unconscious.

We carried him all the way to the house. well Jeff and I did James just carried his skateboard, cause they said it was very special to him.

When we got home we laid him down on the spare bed at the end of the hall. As Jeff started to check him out Angela and monique came in. " who's that and why is he all bloody? OMG did he get in a fight? Do you even know him? He looks scary and REALLY dirty. And he should so get a.." before monique could say anything else James slapped his hand over her mouth. " ok sweetie his name is Stacey and yes he did get in a fight and he is their friend" I pointed my finger at the twins. And that's all I said about it.

before she could say anything else we heard a small groan from behind us.