David was just skateboarding through the streets, dodging people in the crowd. He had to get back home, or his parents would think he did something bad like always, he got home "and where have you been David" his father always had to ask. "Why do you think I've done something bad ?" His father scowled at him "because you usually do."
David clenched his jaw, "I did nothing wrong," he put his skateboard in the garage. He headed for his room, he layed down on his bed staring up at the ceiling, why didn't his parents trust him anymore? David shook his head got up and jumped out of his window, he headed for town again since he didn't feel like getting talked to by his father. It was a hard life for him since he lost his mom.
David clenched his jaw, "I did nothing wrong," he put his skateboard in the garage. He headed for his room, he layed down on his bed staring up at the ceiling, why didn't his parents trust him anymore? David shook his head got up and jumped out of his window, he headed for town again since he didn't feel like getting talked to by his father. It was a hard life for him since he lost his mom.