room 321 | early afternoon | saturday | 24 april
Things were quiet in room 321 this morning. Jonas, a quiet child by nature, was even quieter since he was alone. No Asher, no Fiona, no Mother or Father, no one. He didn't even have his favorite stuffed animal anymore. He was getting bigger and that meant being more responsible but sometimes that was just felt like too much.
Jonas didn't know if he was allowed to play or leave or do anything. So, he didn't. He stayed on his bed, feet swinging idly while he wondered what he could do. There was a book near his pillow but the words made no sense. There were things in his room that he didn't understand or know. There was another bed that looked empty and Jonas made the bold move of climbing off one bed and climbing onto the other.
There wasn't much of a difference. He missed his other bed already. So, back off the spare bed and back onto his and he was right back at square one. It was a familiar place to be.
[door is partially open and the post is open!]
Jonas didn't know if he was allowed to play or leave or do anything. So, he didn't. He stayed on his bed, feet swinging idly while he wondered what he could do. There was a book near his pillow but the words made no sense. There were things in his room that he didn't understand or know. There was another bed that looked empty and Jonas made the bold move of climbing off one bed and climbing onto the other.
There wasn't much of a difference. He missed his other bed already. So, back off the spare bed and back onto his and he was right back at square one. It was a familiar place to be.
[door is partially open and the post is open!]