Your support makes Blue Moon possible (Patreon)"Please don't be home... Please don't be home..." was the mantra running through 14 year old Marcus's head as he made his way home from school. Marcus was a cute young boy, his face specked with small freckles, his hair thick, blond and shaggy. Marcus was short and slender. His pale blue eyes peered out from messy hair, tears welling and streaming down his freckled cheeks.
Marcus was walking home because he was being sent home early because he had gotten in a fight at school. Having never been in trouble at school, he was afraid of what his mom was going to do. As he walked, he kicked a small rock, staring at the ground. His jeans and shirt had been ripped in his scuffle at school.
Marcus was walking home because he was being sent home early because he had gotten in a fight at school. Having never been in trouble at school, he was afraid of what his mom was going to do. As he walked, he kicked a small rock, staring at the ground. His jeans and shirt had been ripped in his scuffle at school.