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Daniel Howell Just another kid in care who got shipped off to our family. Well, he was, as the social worker says. ‘Brought to our family to be cared for’ Yeah right Mum only fosters these kids because she feels sorry for them. Feels sorry that their own parents cant get off the drugs or drink to look after their own kids. Daniel Howell Just another boring kid in care Or so I thought. ********************************************************************* I was only twelve when he came to us. He was the same age as me. A brown haired boy who seemed like any other kid that was brought to us. He stood beside his social worker.

Dan has always hated night time for one reason or another for his entire life. When he was younger, it was because it meant he had to stop playing around. In his teenage years, it was because it meant school was just that much closer. Though, that’s just what he made himself believe. It wasn’t necessarily a lie – it just wasn’t the whole truth. He hated having to stop what he was doing to go to bed, and he hated sleeping knowing he wouldn’t actually sleep for a few hours, but mostly, it was because even in the comfort of his own bedroom, he was embarrassed of his one fear. Dan was afraid of the dark.  Now, he&r

Dan’s P.O.V.     “Daniel! Get your room in order, you’re going to have a new roommate!” the head master screeched at me through my door. A…roommate? Why in my room? Nobody would ever room with me if they had an option, there must be to vacancies anywhere else. I sighed and lifted myself off of my tiny bed. I began to scurry around my room, picking up scraps of paper and crumbs from the floor and tossing them into trash can. Once my room was cleaned to the best of my ability, I plopped down on the floor, sitting cross-legged. It still confused me that I was going to have a roommate. To other boys here, it would

Phil’s P.O.V.     I sifted through the hundreds of flowers at the medium sized flower cart outside Starbucks. Eventually I had picked out a dozen beautiful red roses, sighing as I inhaled their heavenly scent. The young woman at the cash register smiled warmly at me, “Who are the flowers for?” I returned her smile, “My boyfriend….it’s our 3 year anniversary.” “Aw congratulations! I’m sure he’ll love them!” “I’m sure he will too.” “You know something? You seem like a really sweet guy…no charge on the roses.” “Wow, really? Thank

When Dan’s alarm clock woke him up at 6:30 am on a Friday morning, he is convinced that the universe is out to get him. One more day he thought, just one more day and it’s the weekend. It was so close he could taste it – freedom, mixed with happiness and no stupid people. All he had was one last day before he can refresh himself and prepare for another five days of this school shit. But then again, he only had around 17 days left anyway, so he’d be okay. He can do this. But not right now, because it’s 6:30 in the fricken morning.  He shuts off his alarm, knowing that if he doesn’t turn it off his dad migh

 Phil walked quickly down the street. He knew he shouldnt be out this late, he hadnt meant to be. His heart jumped when he heard another set of footsteps behind him. Dan had been looking for phil for hours now, he tried calling and texting him but nothing worked. He decided he would go out and look for him, eventually he had ended up behind him trying to catch up. Phil tried to act like he didnt notice the other person. He took deep breaths to calm himself. The last thing he wanted was to have a panic attack in the middle of the street. Dan finally caught up to him a genitally put his hand on phils shoulder and turned him around Phil nea

I’m sorry Sorry for all this You trusted me Yet here we are Broken apart It’s my fault It always is You said you loved me I said I loved you too I was lying I only wanted to make you happy Really I did You were my best friend You meant the world to me So I lied It was okay at first Just cuddling with you The odd kiss here and there But it got harder Harder to cover up my lies You started to notice You asked me You asked me what was wrong I said it was nothing Nothing to worry about Another lie of course It was eating me alive I couldn’t go on like this I would try to fake a smile as you told me how much you loved me But