I’m different now
The wind is so strong tonight, it’s making the tree branches collide into the nearby window.
I had made a fort on the living room floor, but the darkness had taken over my dreams and given me a nightmare in the middle of the night. Now I’m staring at the ceiling, dripped in sweat, and covered in tears.
“Mom!!! Mom!!!”
I ran to my mother’s room in a panic, waking her up. She turns on her nightstand lamp to see my tear covered face. She knows it’s a nightmare, she used to let me sit in bed with her till I fell asleep when I got them. Now things have changed. Mr. Bartley has left, and Hayes was gone too.
I thought she’d hated me for Timmy’s death. I thought she blamed me for everything. I thought this because she isolated herself in her room, avoiding the world. I thoug
