On a dark stormy night 18 years ago I was born. At least that is what my parent's tell me each year on this day when they say what a disappointment I am. There wasn't anything special about me, a healthy boy, maybe a little to small, except maybe the time and date, the 31st of October at 00:00. my parents couldn't care less about it. After me she had two other children a boy that was about a year younger then me and a sister that was three years younger.

My life like many others my age is troublesome and messed up and like many other girls or boy's I had the feeling nobody could be worse of then me. My mom and dad were divorced and she had another man. They never married thinking it was to much of a problem and to expensive. From this union came my sister a little girl that was an light for them and their relationship and my brother who they both adored he was perfect in their eyes. And like many other children I think that they are better off then me.

Now you're thinking what's so special about you that you deserve a story? We'll unlike the other children I was worse off then my sibling's. I wasn't allowed to go to school because I was special, I looked different. When people asked about me they said "owh that boy, he's different we home tutor him" sure if cleaning, doing the dishes and all the other household chores I have to do is home tutoring then I have to take my words back. But from what my sister and brother say when they come back from school I understand that this is nothing like what they learn.

One of my chores is to make sure that they both don't have any complaints about home. While my mother and "father" are out doing whatever they do I stay home and take care off everything and when they come back there is always something not right or some complaints from one of the two of them and then the punishment comes. My little brother or not as little he's 17 and tall like about a head higher then me but then I'm just small I think. He likes having that power over me. Alway's complaining about whatever he can find. He also hit's me not as hard as mom or that man but it's hard enough.

But we're not here to listen to that how thing came that way I don't know but this story actually only starts with that, we're not here for what happened day's month's and even years before this day no actually this night. Its all about how this night changed everything.

This endless night

hope you like it comments are alway's welcome just know that english is not my main language and flame's are not appreciated

next chapter should be up next week :3