Hi my name is Tommy, you can call me Tom.I am 7 years old or 8 Im not sure I lost the count.I want to be an astronaut when I grow up.Odd isnt it.I am a big time dreamer.My mom is a happy woman as she tries to show me but I dont believe it.It was way past my bed time I heard shouting from the kitchen I quickly got up to check what was going on.Stan was making my mom uncomfortable She couldn’t hold her tears back.At that moment I wanted to help her out but all I could do was cry aswell I felt weak and desperate.Our loss for my dad was hard for my mom to go through.She had to marry this disgusting guy so we could hold on to life.I sometimes whish that I had the ability to go invisible when I liked or if need be.To get away from this world my favourite thing to do is go up to the dam and talk to the stars hoping it is my dad.You may ask why I want to be an astronaut. I always dream of someway reaching back to my dad If he isnt there then where is he ? If we are going to talk about my mom Im out of my words.Altough my feelings show the opposite I never ever forget to put a big smile on my face I think thats the only reason for her to hold on.I used to play catch with my dad before he was gone now with stan I cant even get out of the house.I spotted some purple marks on my moms face.She tells me that it is paint but I dont believe that my mom is a teacher at a kinder garden.I dont want my mom to look sad each and every time after coming back home.My new dad has a habit of drinking orange drinks my mom tells me that it is vitamin C.ı really do miss my dog too.Stan tells me he ran way ut I know he wont do anything like that I love him he loves me too.ı really missed you dad.
Tommy,your beloved son