This is a story about a boy struggling day to day life after a tragic accident. That changed the poor boys life forever..... BRING BRING BRING  "ugh what time is it" i said whined as i checked the clock to see the time. "Damn I'm late for school again ugh maybe ill just stay in again" i said pulling the covers.

 Back over my head then i heard a shout from down stairs thinking "yeah right". I thought kicking the covers off of me as i dropped my feet. Onto the cold  unforgiving floor i heard the yell again i wasn't fully awake. That's when i realised who the voice was... it was my mother sigh "I'M COMING".

 I said as i took a quick shower got dressed and ran down the steps coming down. The steps a strong smell of bacon eggs and pancakes filled my nose. 

Literally the only thing that i look forward to when waking up....food i thought. As i sat down at the table looking up at my mother giving me a warm smile. I returned the smile at her making her turn her head. Finishing up with breakfast my mother had beautiful blue eyes. 

Ginger hair and freckles splattered across her face as if. Someone flicked their paint brush towards her she was an open book. And had a heart made of literal gold i loved her more than anything i. Thought to myself and my sister of course.