Epilogue and Chapter 1
Overtaken
Prologue
The night was cold and silent. The streets of Marc Avenue were empty, and only fluttering leaves and a blanket of snow occupied them. In the basement of 17 Marc Avenue, a child was sitting. His scruffy brown hair was blowing slightly in the wind that was blowing through a broken window. Shivering, he looked down at his blood-covered hands, and then passed a glance at the motionless body lying next to him.
Chapter 1
Joe Edwards was 13 years old. He didn’t like school much, he was always getting detentions and he never did his homework, and if the chance arose that he did do his homework, it would always come in half-completed and/or ripped slightly. Joe had a hard time at school as well as at home. His father would punish him for not doing well at school, his brother was in the army and his mother was in a mental institute. His family was full of uneducated criminals, who murdered, thieved, and went insane. Joe didn’t want to grow up like this; he didn’t want to suffer the same fate.
His father, who seemed like a nice man at first encounter, had actually been sent to prison countless times for burglary and one time for murder. Joe knew about these criminal acts, and has never looked at his father the same way again.
His brother was sent to the army at the young age of 15 by his father. He didn’t want to go, but his father threatened him and made him go. Joe never knew what this threat was, but it must have been serious to make him just leave like that. His brother, now 18, has been in the army for 3 years.
And finally, Joe’s mother. Joe was never told why his mother was sent to a mental institute. Everyone else knew except him. According to his father, he wouldn’t be able to take it all in.
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