Will was a bit of a cry baby. His mum calls him a sensitive kid, has dad doesn’t know what to call him. Will cries when the adverts come on during his cartoons, Will cries when his cereal is too crunchy, Will cries when it’s time for bed. If there is something that requires a reaction, more often than not, Will will react by crying.

His mum is very over protective, coddling her ‘special little boy’, his dad gets frustrated. His dad love him, but his repeated attempts to try and turn his son into a man have only been met with tears and over the last few years he’s just given up. All his life Will seems to have cried as a solution to any problem, almost as if he hadn’t grasped that he could try something else now he wasn’t just a baby.

Will was brought up in Poole, as were his parents and their parents. He lived a quiet suburban life and has never left Dorset, his parents content to take him on visits to all the local landmarks and areas of interest before they venture further away. His life was pretty uneventful until he reached 5 years old. At 5, he developed a fiercely strong friendship with the girl that moved in next door, Sally. They’d play together in the back yard and she was one of the few people he never cried around. Unfortunately, 6 months later, the family next door didn’t come home. They had been killed in a car accident.

After that point, something in Will changed. He stopped being quiet, he stopped being shy. It was like the death of his friend galvanized something within him, an urge to protect others, and he began stand up to the bullies of the playground. Of course, the bullies had never bothered him, he was far too easy prey, always crying at the drop of a hat. Now though, he wasn’t crying, but coming to the aid of others with tears in their eyes. Of course, Will’s father was ecstatic when Will got sent home for giving a bully a bloody nose. His mother was horrified. Each time something like this happened, his mother became a little less doting, a little less proud and his father did just the opposite. At age 7, this war of opposites between his parents with him in the middle went up a level and his other left. Will’s been living alone with his father now for just over a year. His father has warned him about hitting others. “Only in self-defense or the defense of other lad.” His dad says, making sure thats the case or punishing him if it isn’t, “If your gonna fight, make it a good fight, not a bad’un.”

Will is a fairly average-looking 8 year old boy. He has sandy-brown hair and pale blue eyes. He likes the colour blue and usually wears a pair of blue kids jeans and a light blue t-shirt. He watches a lot of cartoons, like a lot of kids his age. He mostly likes ones with animals in, though he likes ones with robots in too. His favourite food is fish pie.

Hobbies and Interests

• Watching cartoons
• Climbing
• Dodgeball
• Playing video games
• Camping with his dad
• Building traps to catch various animals and insects in his garden
• Playing hide and seek, manhunt, etc