Tommy Hart a 15 year old boy with 2 younger brothers Harry and Steve. He loved them. His mother was a great women she worked during nights and always did her best no matter what came her way, her name Amanda. His father he idolised his name was Liam, Tommy always had a special connection with his father they would go fishing, they would go to football games at white hart lane together, they both supported Tottenham hotspurs they were their favourite team and they would go see them play every time they would play which was quite often. But their was something that Tommy and his dad had a connection of some sort that both of them treasured.

Tommy's mother Amanda loved him dearly too they had been married for 18 years. They were always happy together they loved dancing and going out for fancy dinners, but now that time of happiness seems so lost now. My father was a construction man and he really enjoyed his job he always said  "if you find a job you love, you will never work a day in your life".

I remember the day that the event of my fathers passing happening, I was getting ready to head out to school when he walked in and sat on my bed in his work clothes which consisted of jeans, a plain white shirt, a hard hat and some boots. He said to me "Tommy, I'm off to work, ill see you when I get back, and how about we go see spurs play tonight?" I replied with a very exited "yes that sounds like a plan see you there."

I never saw my dad again after that day I just remember being pulled out of school only to be rushed into the hospital to be told that he was.... DEAD!!!

I always wanted to go into construction with my dad, but I guess that cant happen anymore now that he's.... gone! Its been a year now since my fathers passing, and my mother is getting worse and worse she cant cope with his death. She hasn't been talking much since he died its like when he died a part of her died with him. She has rarely left the house either she doesn't see her friends and only goes out to go to the shops and then comes straight back, nothing more nothing less.

Her friends have tried to get her out and go and meet new people but its not working, my mums best friend name is Jenny and since my father died she has been supporting her most days of the week trying to get her to get with her friend John. She says he is the sweetest and he's kind and charming and funny. How wrong was that!

So as the time went past my mum eventually went out with him she told me that "its just one date, I probably wont even like him", one date I wish that was the case however date after date happened I felt that this was good for her and then he proposed, I remember my mum telling me and I was filled with happiness, anger, sadness all at the same time I didn't know what to do, how could she just replace the father of her children the love of her life! However I guess if she was happy, I was too but for some reason I never really liked John  in fact I hated him!