Chapter 2: Jim's story
"Now young man, it's time to sleep." Told Jim's mother him, when he was in his room.
"But mom... I'm not tired."
She gave him a little smile, while she had her eyebrow raised. She sat beside him on his bed.
"Dad will take care for you, while i'm out with the friends."
He nodded, it's wasn't much that his father was home, so he was kinda happy for that he was.
"Will you be back, when I work up?"
"Yes I'll sweetheart."
"Promise?"
"Promise." She kissed him on his forehead.
He smiled back and lay down.
"I love you."
"Love you too." Jim yawned, and his mother closed the door.
Next morning:
"Mr. Pleadies? It's the police."
Jim work up, when he heard that. So he walked down at the stairs to hear more, what they were going to say.
"I can see that. What is it?" Said Sinbad (jim's father).
"It's your wife Angila. She and her friends were in a car accident. Her friends are on the hospital, and are out of danger, but your wife... I'm so sorry to say this, but she didn't made it."
Jim began to cry.
The police said goodbye and walked away, while Sinbad was standing shocked. Suddenly he could hear a sobbing sound behind him.
"Jim? I..."
"Why did mom has to die?"
Sinbad just walked up to his room, without a word. He wasn't good to comfort people.
Now were Jim feelinf all alone... he didn't had a mother's shoulder to cry on. He walked up to his room, and cried himself at sleep...
Could this be any worse?
Yes it could...
Jim work up, cause he could hear a door slammed in downstairs. He looked out of his window, and saw his fahter walk off. He hurried ran down and outside, to stop him.
"Dad com back!" But he didn't stop. He ran after him.
"Dad! Please don't leave me!" he shouted, and just when he got to the end, of the bridge, the boar was flying away. "DAAAAAD! Dad..."
A six years old boy, stood all alone, with no dad, and no mother... he got indoors, to get some other cloths, the only thing he took with him, was the picture of his family, and then he ran away...