You got a call from the principal this afternoon. Zeke's grades kept lowering and you couldn't help but express your worry over Zeke's condition.

He became quieter, he rarely ever laughed, whenever you asked,, he would only brush it off, he would never leave his room during the weekends and worst of all, you found a razor hidden under his pillow.

It looked like it was used. You could only fear the worst.

Ever since your abusive husband left your family, Zeke grew distant. Maybe he should tell you that he got bullied at school and that some students would poke fun at him and make comments because of how young of a mother you were.

When he came home that evening, he went straight to his bedroom, not even greeting you or the dog sitting on your lap. Maybe it was time for this expected talk.