LIFE OR DEATH

THIRD POV

It looked like a chilly morning. Birds chirping and the wind blowing all made the day look peaceful. As he left the house to go to his therapist he finally felt like he had lifted a weight off his chest. He had pent up anger in him since he was little and he had never found the balls to speak it out. He finally felt like a man for standing for himself. What he did not know was if his parents were going to listen this time round. He needed them too otherwise all of that would have been for nothing. He wanted his sister to be proud of him. Proud that he had stood up for himself Infront of their parents without feeling like he was fragile.