The Boy pt. 1

His mother always asked him: "Where have you been, why do you arrive so late? And always continued with: "Go to bed, young delinquent". She was always annoying him, day or night; always making problems out of nothing, always on top of him, checkin' his every move, searching for  sometimes nonexistent faults to punish him for. The mother was good-looking, but she had been alone since her husband died in the Great War. Since that day, she was never happy again, taking medicine that, instead of helping her, killed her slowly. If she wasn't sleeping, she was screaming at everything or everyone, thing like: "You kid! Come here and help me, don't you see I'm sick?". The boy wanted to help his mother, he knew that it wasn't her fault, that she was this way, maybe it was him... To escape was the only answer that come to his mind, his presence would annoy her forever, and then, while he was thinking, his mother appeared and said: "Go to sleep!".