One dark and stormy night on our way home after my dad picked me up from school, all i can think about is whats going to happen tonight again and how many bruises am i going to wake up with tomorrow thanks to this guy that calls himself my father...... My name is Sam and is my story and would you have the same choice as me?

When we got home the first thing i hear is ; Hey worm! wheres my beer? and on my way to the fridge the one thing on my mind and that to one watch him suffer and have a slow death but yeah i wont be that lucky.As i hand the beer to my dad he grabs my arm and says; Boy i cant wait for you to finish school so you can start working and also contribute to this house because since your mother passed away its like you just got lazy and i have to do everything around here even feed you almost like a pet, well damm i think even my dog does more than you do you little creature.I pull my arm away from him and look him and say,well dad dont warry i will get a job and help out with the house and is there anything else before i go to bed? No! runaway to bed like you always do......

Im off to bed laying in the dark on an empty stomach and crying for help with all these horrible thoughts going through my head of what i would do to him one day, putting on my headphones and blocking out my stomachs noises, I start to dose off but after a few hours its like something woke me up almost like a soft siren in the distance, I softly sneak out the house going after the sirens sound and anything just to get out of this house.I head down into the bushes between the tall and trees i found a small cave where the sound is getting louder and as soon s i reached the entrance the sirens sound just stopped and a soft gentle voice called my name, Sam..... sam...... its okay you come in, its safe in here and no one will hurt you so please come sam; I walked in very slowly looking around and all i can see is these weird crystal rocks everywhere and then i saw her the siren that was calling out to me; she was tall,long hair and as black as night with a pale skin and green glowing eyes but such a soft voice. Who are you and how do you know my name siren? Well Sam i have been watching you and i heard your cry for help and so i called you here to find out why did you cry out for help so desparetly because i can sense your anger and your sorrow and by all the marks i can see on your body i know that you are trapped and want out, isnt that right Sam? Yes.... Well.... Uhm.... Im not strong enough to stop him from hurting me and beating me,Well my young Sam im here to help, lets make a deal,shall we? I will get rid of your problem in exchange for your loyalty? Wait, what do you mean my loyalty? I will give a mark that you belong to me and you will be my servant and my apprentice which i shall teach you the way of the siren.What do you say Sam? Do we have a deal?

I stand there with this deal going throuh my head and the tears rolling down my face considering that should i really kill my dad? I know his only like this because moms passed away but would i really go so far and be responsable for his blood on my hands?.......Im not sure about this.Can i please think about your offer siren?Hmmm.... okay sam you know what i can do for you? take this pendant and when you are ready just look at the crystal and say; I am ready siren its a deal, then our lifelong journey wil begin togther, take care Sam....

I walk out the cave staring at the pendant thinking by myself; Is this just a dream or is this really for real? On my way back to the house i could see the portch lights burning and that sent cold shivers down my spain as i knew his awake and definitly very upset that i sneaked out, I tried crouching in the grass behind the house but the dog already sniffed me out and started to bark which leaves me with no point in hiding and then i hear his drunk voice yelling from the portch with a shotgun in hand, Sam is that you? Sam!..... Sam!.... You better answer before I start shooting of some shells here! Sam! ......Yeah dad its me dont shoot! Sam come here into this house immediatly boy!. As soon as I reached the portch he grab my arm and threw me into the house and on the floor, downing his beer and ripping off his old leather belt and screams at; do you know what time it is boy? you walking around at night like you are the owner of this land boy? well im going to teach you now who is the owner of this land boy! NO! dad you dont have to do this! Shut up boy!

He started to beat me and each lash got more painfull and harder, i managed to grab the belt but then he knocked me out with a right hook....
When i woke up and try to get up off the floor i stumble and fall towards the bathroom where i look in the mirror and my one eye is completely swollen shut, im full of blood and covered in bruises with my clothes thorn and ripped apart. After i cleaned myself up i went to the kitchen and find a letter on the fridge that reads; There is leftovers in the fridge and im sorry and we can talk when i get home, see you later.

Is that all ? He beats me half to death and thats all he can say is, Im Sorry? im so badly bruised that i cant even go to school or even eat properly but yeah sorry will always make things better but we will talk later.Im sitting in the kitchen staring at the pendant and wondering what should i do because i dont think i would survive another beating likes this.Later that day he got home, took a beer and gave me a juice with a straw and says; come boy we need to talk, I sat down as far as possiable from him looking him straight in the eyes, Okay boy im sorry whipping so hard but you need to understand that this house is under my rules and for aslong as you stay here you will respect that and do as you are told to do and i promise that things will get better, do you understand ? Yes dad and im sorry for sneaking out and i have learned my lesson, thats good to hear boy now get me another beer.

A few weeks later and everything is going great actually with no fighting and he even cut down his drinking and started to fix up the house so i decided that its a good time to have a heart to heart talk, we are on a really good page now so ill just be honest with him about my thoughts of our future together. I went into the kitchen and i put two items on the table: the sirens pendant and an ice cold beer and me standing with a hammer in my hand. Dad! can you come here please we need to talk and its important! I hear his foot steps coming towards me, Yeah whats up son? you said we need to talk but what is going on here? what is all this and what are you doing with my hammer?

Well dad its now our heart to heart talk time so please sit and ill go first, Uhm.... sure son im listening.... Okay here goes nothing.... well okay dad i want to say thank you for everything and im sorry for always making you angry that time and for always misbehaving and disrespecting you, i really love you dad and i like the way things is going now dad, Geez wow son thank you so much and im truly sorry for everything i did to you, all the pain and suffering i put you through and for that i will always want to make up to you even if it takes me a lifetime to do so i will my best sam. Thank you dad i really appriciat it and its okay i do forgive you dad and we are in a better place now and we are happy. Yes indeed we are but tell me why are you standing with hammer and whats this on the table?

No need to warry dad! the beer is your reward for working so hard and coping so well these past few weeks and the pendant is just something i want to get rid of with the new hammer i got you, for me? yeah dad just for you! Wow! thank you sammy! Hows the beer dad? just as cold as i like it son, thats good dad and well its time for the new hammer to do his thing and to say good bye to old trash....

Im standing there tighting my grip on the hammer and focusing on the pendant and where to strike, i take a deep breath pulling the hammer back high above my head with my dad gobbling down the beer...... Next moment i unleash the force of the hammer and with one big swong i could hear the loud cracking sound under hammer and then my dad screamed hysterical and fell to the floor! What the hell are you doing sam? you just crushed my hand! Hahaha yes exactly dad! how does it feel to get smashed for no reason?! you really think i would just forgive and forget everything you did to me? well guess what dear old dad im have another suprise for you, What is it? are you going to kill me now? or are you going beat me like i use to beat you so that i can sit and cry like you? is that it ? huh ? .......... No dad this is just returning a favour, its like you reap what shaw.....

I drop the hammer on the floor and lift the pendant up and say: I am ready siren its a deal! My son are you going mad? No dad! i just made a choice, the pendant starts to glow and the siren appears and says; well sam we meet again and im glad you made the right choice, she looks at my father and takes out a small urn and walks up to him, look him dead in thee eyes and opens it and the small urn sucks the life out of my father leaving only clothes and bones behind. She turns around and puts a small green crystal against my forhead, i can feel how it burns into my flesh and bone with my skin turning pale and black ingraphing like an ancient language all over my body.

Now you belong to me sam and i shall transform you into something great!
Let our journey begin.....

As we walk out i think : did i really make the right choice ? or is there a way to save him from the glass urn ?
is this a change of heart? or is it hope? well whatever it is, it is still inside me ........

Did i make the right choice?