One day, while you were just cleaning around the house. The door knocked, you sighed and went over to the door to see a short, bruised, beaten and malnourished boy with tears steaming down his eyes while holding a letter. You gently took the letter and it read.

“Hello. My name is Simon. Can you please take me in.? I’m 14 years old and I need a new family..I can’t speak or talk at all and I get angry easily..”

You notice a car behind him speed off and you look back at Simon.