At the age of nine Andy parents told him that he would need to learn to take care of himself from now on. They said in his eyes he was no longer a little boy; he was a man and should start acting like it one. Ever since Andy could remember his parents refused to be apart of his life , and no matter how hard he tried to show them that he was spacial and apart of the family they refused to deal with him.
Though he was an unhappy child and never received any love from his parents only on thing made Andy happy;drawing. With drawing Andy felt like he could do any and everything. He felt like he could draw a better life with loving parents and a happy world in which he belonged and felt love love in. On Andy's mom birthday he drew her a picture in which he called "The journey to love" after that Andy went back in his room and didn't come out the whole day. Around 6 o'clock Andy's mother went to call Andy for dinner , but instead of finding little Andy sitting on his bed drawing she found little Andy dead on the floor next to an empty bottle of pain killers.
About a month later after Andy's death , Andy's mother came across the picture he drew for her on he birthday on the back was a letter from Andy.
"Dear mom Happy birthday, I know I don't always please you and Dad but this time I will. This picture is to show you that what I did was to only make you happy. I'm gone to find love that you two couldn't give me, and hopefully one day I will finally make you happy."
Love , Andy
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