<a class="postlink" href="http://i833.photobucket.com/albums/zz260/TimeKeys/Decorated%20images/oriental10.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/>Ray<br/>15<br/><br/>Ray hated the end of the school day. Then again his life was nothing but pain, suffering, and fear. He learned at an early age he was less than important to his family. Treated like a slave and disciplined like one as well. He was forced to lay in a bedroom that was the size of a closet. He was allowed homework and basically nothing else aside from his bed. If he complained he was bored they found or made more chore work for him to do. He got very little to eat and was starving at school yet not given more than a couple of dollars for school lunch food. His parents made sure he could only afford a small lunch and it looked like he was not eating. He was frightened by people and stayed away from them. He was currently doing so in his own way. He never replied to people. Didn't even look at them and acted like he couldn't hear them. It was his way of staying safe. He had been taught that if he stayed quiet and didn't interact with anyone...he was safe.