Tomkaulitz

I always had fights with my parents and everything, but they always supposedly made up. There were arguments and all that, but mostly just hitting. I felt bad about myself and everything. But when I was going out, I met a guy named Tom, who's now my boyfriend. We've been together for a year now. Tom knew about my situation, but he wanted to take me somewhere else, but I refused. So he took me to an apartment for us, and I felt good until something horrible happened. I reported my dad, but the police didn't do anything, so I took my mom to live at my house. She told me she forgot something, so I told her to be careful. I was helping Tom with something, and I changed to go with her, and I found my mom lying there, dead. I started crying, and I saw my dad leaving. I screamed for help, and I was crying and hugging my mom and screaming. They arrived, and we left. We were waiting, and Tom came and hugged me tightly.

Tom: Don't worry, love, your mom is strong and she'll get through this, I'm sure of it, love.

And then Tom kissed me on the head and I sat down to wait