I live life one hour to the next. I don't know what happens as time ticks by nowadays, or care about what I might miss out on. There's never anything noteworthy that happens anyways. Oh I might find a penny lying on the sidewalk, or my brother ends up with a new girlfriend, but everything's usually just the same shit, different day. I wake up, have breakfast, endure 6 hours of misery at school, come home, and usually end up getting yelled at for coming home late. After that, I'd hole up in my room for the rest of the day while my drunkard father gets wasted.
Things used to be much better back when I was 10. I lived in a decent house, had a couple of really great friends, and had parents who actually gave a crap about my well being and than some. I remember every sunday I'd go out on a picnic with the rest of my family in Settler's Park. We'd always set up on the top of the same hill just to the left of the park's entrance and almost always brought the same food. Tyler would always tell a bunch of really bad jokes but we'd all laugh anyways. I don't think any one of us told my brother how awful his jokes really were.
Life was going smoothly until my mom got fired from her job. The income of my dad's job was really low and we soon didn't have enough money to pay the bills so we all moved to a cheaper house. not a week after the move, my dad go laid off and the family kept transferring to cheaper and cheaper houses until we ended up in the crappy place I ended up calling home for the next 8 years. My mom got depressed from living in "a piece of shit" and began taking drugs. After half a year, my mother became overwhelmed with everything going on and couldn't take anymore. She left home and never came back. A week later, her body was found in a ditch five miles from the city.
Words can't describe how I felt after hearing this. How any of us felt. My mother was the one person I could trust the most. The one person who I've always loved most. And now she's dead? It didn't make sense to me. When she left I hoped that she would come back to the family soon. I believed with all my heart that she would return to her husband and two sons with the same warm smile she always had. My dad took it worse than me. His wife meant everything to him. When she left, my dad became depressed himself and wouldn't talk to anyone. After he learned of mom's death, he locked himself up in his room for three days. Tyler was worried he killed himself but on day three, dad came out a changed man. The feeling me and my brother got from him was that he'd rather it had been one of us who'd died instead. We all changed for worse over the next couple of years. Tyler hid his misery by turning into a player, my dad began drinking to excess, and I locked up all my emotions and stopped caring about many things.
My life improved significantly when I discovered the joy of watching My Little Pony, Friendship Is Magic. The characters are always so supportive of each other and live in such a happy environment. The land of Equestria differs quite a bit from the world we all know and love and sometimes seeing such happiness is contagious. Other times I'm smothered in depression for their world is free of war, drugs, and the rest of humanity's idiocy while I'm stuck on this dying planet run by a corrupted race.
That's all I got so far. I need something noteworthy to happen to bring this story to present tense but can't figure out what to do. I'd also like for my main character to run away from home early on in the story too. Any help and/or criticism would be greatly appreciated and please be harsh if criticizing.
P.S. Just changed a couple of things.