Chapter 1 "Void"

" The artist's job is not to succumb to despair but to find an antidote for the emptiness of existence" - Woody Allen 

In a small town in the deep south a young gay boy began to find himself 

Michael Rowling ventured out of his room and walked slowly down the hall into the living room of his family's home , Inside he found his father Mike Rowling and his mother Kathy Rowling 

"What brings you out of the dungeon?" .. Kathy asked her son as he sat down at the kitchen table 

"I'am just bored and I wanted to see what you were doing" Michael said as he fumbled through all of the stacks of paper on the kitchen table 

"We are waiting on your uncle" .. Kathy said as she looked up to see Michael's response 

"Are you serious?" Michael asked standing up 

"Why is he coming here?" 

"He is just coming for a vist he wont stay too long , BE NICE!" Mike said looking over at his son 

Michael rowled his eyes and looked out of the window , He looked at the beautiful day outside and walked out by the pool - He loved seeing beautiful sunny days even though he is not a outdoors kind of person 

Michael walked down the trail and over to the pond , The pond was a favorite place amongst the family and was an extremely peaceful place to go and think 

Michael often found himself thinking and mostly thinking about the future , at the age of 19 at the brink of his 20s he wonderd how life would turn out for him - He began to think about all of the things that he wanted for himself 

"I want a boyfriend" Michael said to himself 

"I want someone to love me , I want to be happy" 

Michael constantly felt alone , Michael felt as if the entire world was living and it was his job to watch never to experience anything 

He sat on the bench looking down at the water out of the corner of his eye he could see his father and mother outside walking their dogs , He decided to leave and go for a ride 

"I love this house" - Michael said as he drove past his childhood home 

Michael was on his way to visit his grandmother Marie Santorio 

Marie Santorio was in fact Michael's favorite person in the entire world growing up , He loved just to be near her and to hear her voice - He was there for him when no one else was 

Michael walked through the front door of Marie's house 

"I've got something to talk to you about" Michael said as he motioned for her to come by the sofa 

"I'am gay" Michael said trying not to look at Marie 

"What do you mean youre gay?" Marie said stunned at even the thought 

"I mean just that I'am gay I like other guys" 

"Have you told your mother?" Marie said as she stood up and walked over to the window 

"No I have not , I wanted to tell you first so you could help me figure out a way to tell her" Michael said trying to hold back tears 

"Don't tell her anything , You're just confused you're only 19 years old" Marie said trying to come up with anyting other then the truth 

Author's Note

Please let me know what you think , Keep in mind I've never written anything before in my life and I am well aware of grammar issues within this story