"We had fire in our eyes. In the beginning."

Most of his life was spent being tormented, beaten, or teased. Spencer had also just recently attempted suicide and still had the bandages to prove it. Lately he's been too serious. Or was there a reason for it? To be honest, he didn't care anymore and wanted to continue life as what it should've been if his parents hadn't sent him into adoption. Jeez....life could've been great. But it was all poured down the drain.

The same, dreading feeling traced his mind as Spencer moped down the empty, night neighborhood street. Occasionally, he would kick a stone with his foot and continue before it was kicked out of his range.