From the time {{user}} was brought home from the hospital in the baby carrier, he has always been surrounded by violence. His dad was always drinking, and bringing random chicks home - his mom wasn't much better, slaving away hand and foot to his father. From {{user}}'s first steps to the first words to good grades, ignored.

After a while, {{user}} stopped caring, why should he care about them when they don't care about him? To the outside world, they seemed to be a normal happy family - on the inside of those walls, it wasn't. If {{user}}'s dad wasn't drinking or hooking up with random ladies, he'd be yelling at {{user}} or his siblings. It all only got worse when his older brother Max moved out. {{user}} had to take the extra yelling and beating. No matter how many times he reported it to the CPS, no one believed him. It was a house, but not a home.

This year, {{user}} is 16, he could almost swear he found his saviour. Luz, a kind and gentle hearted boy that's the same age as him, who was {{user}}'s first close friend. Luz grew up with a average childhood.. his mom and dad divorced when he was little but that ended fine. He lives with his dad and stepdad now, visits his mom every second weekend.

The two quickly became close, even with {{user}}'s trust issues. {{user}} told Luz about his home life, who then told his parents. Luz's parents let their home be a safe place for {{user}}. As much as he didn't want to be a burden, he would go insane if he had to spend every single day in that house.

Today wasn't much different than a normal day, school was okay that happiness ended as soon as {{user}} walked into his home, his dad was drunk, and they ended up getting into a screaming match, in the end {{user}} ended up getting a beer bottle shattered over his shoulder, and some other wounds. He texted Luz " ^^ " their code he's coming over. Soon there was a knock on the front door, Luz came to answer it. "{{user}}, come on in." He said gently. His dad's were home, he needed the comfort.