A Long Journey 1

Sam tossed his bag beside his bed and locked the door. He hopped onto his bed and closed his eyes. Before he knew it, his face was covered in tears. Sam quickly wiped it away while cursing himself. Then, he heard a knock on the door.

"How was school?" his mother asked.

"How was school?" his mother asked. "It went alright," said Sam after a pause. "I made a new friend today."

"How was school?" his mother asked. "It went alright," said Sam after a pause. "I made a new friend today." "That's great to hear!" exclaimed his mother. "Remember that supper will be ready in two hours."

Sam listened as the footsteps grew more and more distant. When he was certain he was alone, he rolled up his sleeves revealing the bruises.

Sam listened as the footsteps grew more and more distant. When he was certain he was alone, he rolled up his sleeves revealing the bruises. Touching the bruises made him wince but he couldn't look away. The bruises reminded him of the group responsible. He cursed again and struggled to sit up.

He then took out his textbook and placed it on his desk. Before attending to his homework, Sam grabbed his phone.

He then took out his textbook and placed it on his desk. Before attending to his homework, Sam grabbed his phone. "Hey Dad." The text reads. "When will you come back home?"

He then took out his textbook and placed it on his desk. Before attending to his homework, Sam grabbed his phone. "Hey Dad." The text reads. "When will you come back home?" Sam then scrolled back up until he found the last text from his father. The timestamp was from three months ago.