My Nightmare_(4)
I was home alone as usual since my parents divorce. My mom decided it was best to move away and distance herself from her only son, and as was expected, my dad was working late again. Of course, he most likely was not going to be coming home at all and instead choosing to kick back with his girlfriend he obtained soon after the separation. It was one of those boring Friday nights where I had nothing going on whatsoever. I had spent most of it grinding away the gears of my bike set on its trainer as I watched various training videos, hanging out as I always liked to in my new skin-suit. This one was a Vodafone one that I picked up when my dad offered to buy me something at the mall. …