Around 3 hours later, Caden had to leave. I plopped onto my bed, thinking about everything. Am I living? Is this real? What are the chances? Oh shut up Michael, it's the first day. "Foods ready," said mom, "You okay?" "Yeah, just.. tired." "Alright, if you're sure. Come down for dinner please." I didn't wanna eat. I wanted to draw. But I was hungry. I came downstairs to some steak and corn, with milk. "This looks amazing, thanks mom!" I exclaimed. "No problem sweetie. Enjoy!"
After I ate, I went back up to my room and tried to draw a picture of Caden. I decided to sleep before I got distracted.