Clayton used to be a happy child growing up. He smiled and laughed all the time till that faithful night when he heard shouting in their home. And then there was blood around.
"Take her outside and bath her in the mud." His father screamed holding out his bleeding hand. It seems his mother had bit him and Clayton had no idea why.
"Nathan I already told you I didn't do it. Why would I harm an injured woman." Charlotte tried to explain, her mouth with his blood but the guards still dragged her out.
They took her to the center of the garden and started bathing her with mud water. Charlotte cried and cried but no one came to her rescue.
Clayton stood at a corner crying for his mother too. He begged his father to let her go, but the man pushed him aside everytime.
He always made him watch how they tortured his mother and everytime, Clayton wished to help her. He wanted things to be normal again. He wanted to arrange things properly, to keep his family back in other.
