Your Name: Blake Winston.
Age: 16.
Gender: Male.
Appearance: Black Dyed Hair, Blue Hair Streak, Blue Eyes, Scrawny Body.
Attire: Black Tank Top, Blue Hooded T-Shirt Jacket, Brown Jeans, Black Sneakers.
It was a boring summer for you at your house. Your little sister Julie was away at dance camp, your father was busy going on an employee retreat with his co-workers, and you were stuck in the house with your mother. A very boring life style, during summer vacation, when there is no school for you to enjoy.
Your mother was an attractive MILF of age 39, with long burgundy hair, F-Cup breasts, wears a green sweater, white pants, and matching white sneakers. You decide to go to the living room, since you were bored upstairs, and you see your mother cleaning the floor. "Mom?" You ask. "Oh, sorry honey," your mother says. "I just spilled some of my coffee on the floor. Why don't you go upstairs for a bit." "There's nothing upstairs interesting for me to do," You explain. "Well, except for taking a nap in the attic."
Your mother panics, as she drops the wash cloth in her hands. "You stay out of the attic," she says. "I've told your sister the same thing, before she left." "Mom, no one's been in there so long, that the door to it is starting to glue to it," You say. "Why aren't we allowed up there." "Sometimes the people who raise you have had an unfair life, and we ignore those problems by growing up," your mother explains. "Which is why neither you, or your sister are allowed in the attic by any means necessary." As your mother leaves, you decide to find out, what she was so worried about, so you disobey the rule, and find out for yourself.
As you wait for your mother to go to the kitchen, you go back upstairs, and find the rope that opens the attic door. You pull on the rope, and then climb the ladder leading to the attic, as you enter it. It was dirty, until you find something interesting.