Sorry this chapter took so long to come out! I was busy the whole week and to add to that my computer was acting up. Also this chapter was going to be France but I really couldn't think of what to do with him. I promise i'll get that one out by next week. I'm sorry this one is so short! Oh and btw I really appreciate all your reviews, they motivated me a lot!
#3 Canada or Matthew Williams
-Died of Starvation due to child neglect.
Matthews life was never as expected, he wasn't like most children his age. It's not because he was special, not because he was stupid, it was just that no one knew him. He didn't go to school, technically in the governments eyes he didn't even exist, and sometimes he felt as if no one knew he existed. There was no one to even care about his health, no one to make sure he was fine, and no one to love him. No one.
The only thing he had was his teddy bear, most people would call a nine year old childish for carrying around a stuffed animal, but it truly was the only thing he had. So in a room that lacked anything except Matthew and a worn down teddy bear, he sat, he sat for hours, it's not like he had anything else to do. If he was a normal kid he would have ran to his mother and asked for a cookie. Or is that what normal kids do? Matthew thought.
Do normal kids eat cookies? do normal kids play outside? do normal kids smile everyday? Is that what normal kids do? He wouldn't know, he'd probably never know.
His mother wouldn't care if he was hungry, she was always working, and even if she wasn't working she'd be drunk. Matthews mother might have been beautiful, maybe if his dad was still alive. Maybe she wouldn't be drinking if her husband was alive. But even if she was before she no longer had beauty. Her skinny head was always framed by blond un-brushed, wild hair, her green eyes were sunken down, she had a bony body and a constantly irritated aura around her.
It was almost the same with Matthew, but instead of an irritated aura, he had nothing, he didn't have the energy to exert one. The only thing he had the energy to think about was food. He wanted it so bad, the luxury of a full stomach. The taste in his mouth, he wanted it so bad. He hugged his teddy bear tighter. He couldn't even remember how food tasted, Matthew wondered how he was even alive.
Was he dead yet, the suffering had got to be over soon. Just die. He didn't want the torture of thinking of food, he didn't want to spend his days doing nothing except breathing and sleeping. His mother didn't care enough, he couldn't even think of anyone else that could have cared. The only person he knew was his mother and teddy. Maybe he could have known his father, but he died 4 years ago, and that's the time his mother started drifting away from him.
She took his death so hard, she couldn't function and in some ways still can't. She was so attached to him she relied on him so much. But now he's gone.
Matthew though couldn't remember him, and he frankly didn't want to.
He laid down on the floor, it hurt to move. But weirdly his stomach didn't hurt, he was apathetic. He didn't care if he died, he didn't care about anything. He felt weirdly happy, he didn't smile though, instead he cried. He remembered his childhood, he remembered his mother, he remembered everything. He didn't feel hungry anymore. He changed his mind, he didn't want to die, he wanted to live, he wanted to live. His sight started to fade. No he wanted to live! He felt lightheaded. He felt like he was dreaming.
I want to live! I want to live!
He couldn't hear anymore.
Please! Please!
He couldn't touch.
Please….I want to live…
He was gone.
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Matthew Williams died of starvation on December
7th 2009.
July 1st 2000-December 7th 2009
"No one deserves to die like this young man did."