Tommy's Story continued

Yay your back well lets find out what happens :)

As school started his thoughts were far from the subject being taught.

During break Phillip and his girl Dawn came by. “Hey I have an idea. Why don’t you study with us on the breaks and after school come get some grub and do your schoolwork.” Phillip said excitedly. Tommy smiled “The breaks may work but I have to be home for chores after school. I am not allowed to dilly dally as my parents call it. Thanks guys you really are good friends. “So for the rest of the break Phillip tried to help him with school work. Phillip could see Tommy’s mind wonder away from the school work and he knew this was going to be a bigger struggle for Tommy than it was for him. Tommy gathered his things got his little brother and was on his way home. His little brother had a bruise on his arm that he doesn’t remember if he saw in the morning or not. “What happened?” He asked him.

His brother kept quiet and looked down. “Did someone in your class do this to you?” The little boy shook his head no. “Did someone at school do this to you?” He asked thinking maybe it was someone in a different class, but again his little brother shook his head no. He looked at him and could see the tears swelling up in his eyes. “Who did this?”He asked again getting upset with the person who did it even though he was not to sure who that was right now. The little boy kept quiet.

At home Tommy finished doing all the chores on a paper that his mother pinned to his bedroom door. Chores like: raking, mowing, taking out the trash, cleaning the dishes, getting the table prepared for dinner, cleaning his room, putting the laundry into the laundry machine, sweeping the tile floors and vacuuming the carpeted floors. There was more than he had time for. By the time he finished, his mother told him to make dinner because she was too tired to. He walked into the kitchen tired and sighed. His mother heard the sigh and yelled “If you are going to have an attitude you get to make it and not eat it. You will have to go straight to bed. Is that what you are wanting?” “No, Ma’am” Tommy responded.

He heard his dad come home and slammed the door. Two seconds later Tommy’s little brother was standing next to him and his eyes watering a bit. “I know I don’t like their fights either” Tommy whispered. He could already hear the fight start up. His mother was asking why Father was home late and he accused her of being a spy. “Where’s dinner” his dad demanded. “I didn’t make any” She responded back. This blew them up into a bigger fight. His dad came storming into the room. Looked at Tommy who was making dinner and then at joshy who was standing next to him. “What are you making?” he asked. “Hotdogs and macaroni and cheese” Tommy responded carefully. His dad grunted and walked out of the room. Joshy clinged to Tommy’s side for the rest of the night.

Another sleepless night he thought as he looked at the clock. 2 am it read. He sighed looked over to see if Joshy was still next to him. He was. Well I guess I should try getting some school work done since I didn’t get to after dinner. The onetime joshy didn’t cling on to him was when he was out chopping wood for their fire place. That was when their dad came and got joshy saying he should not be around the dangerous items. As soon as Tommy had gotten done with the wood cutting it was bed time. He had heard a knock at the door not more then ten minutes later and let his little brother in. As he sat there doing homework he noticed joshy was read around his arms and it looked as if there was another bruise this time on his right leg. He examined it as joshy slept. Shrugged it off, kids get hurt all the time he thought and then went back to homework.

Not more then five minutes later he had a painful realization. He remembered joshy’s watered eyes as soon as their dad got there and how he clung to him as much as he could. He then remembered how he had gotten hit as a child but thought it was because he was a bad kid. But joshy doesn’t do anything wrong. The sharp pain came into his chest again. He tried to gasp for air but it only hurt him worse. He held his breath and waited a few seconds later it was gone. The stress was hurting him and he couldn’t take much more of it. We have to get out of here. He thought But how?

Tommys Goal: To get his brother and him out of the situation they are now in.
Ok so he hasn't figured out how to handle his stress. Instead it looks like more stress is happening. What do you think Tommy should do? Write a comment saying what you would do.
As far as finding out what happens well we know we must wait till tomorrow. I will see you all then.

Have a blessed day

~Hugs Keyria~


You are my hiding place; you will protect me from trouble and surround me with songs of deliverance. (Psalm 32:7-8)