steve was on his bed, his face was wet from crying since he came home from the halloween party. the party where his girlfriend of about a year, nancy, had told him that she didn't love him. steve wasn't very sensitive, he bottled up his emotions since he was a kid. his parents were abusive and mean to him since he was a little kid. he was home alone most of the time, just like now. he had his head buried in his arms, his sleeves damp from the tears. he opened his eyes and stared down silently