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Section Two STORIES “I’m stuck here forever. The bad room is just how I remembered it to be.”
Issue 1 - Confessions I Hate the Bad Room That Rain I Hate the Bad Room That Rain Kayenat Patil I knew it was somewhere between ten minutes and two years, but I did notice the subtle change in behavior. Don’t get me wrong, I’m super affectionate and I love to cuddle but something was definitely different today. I was woken up by the bright yellow ball on the see through wall, so I jumped on the bed to wake Mommy up. Now, usually she would pull the fluffy sheet closer and try to stop me from waking her, but today she wasn’t in her bed. Where is she? Oh no! I panicked and started running around the house looking for her. I called out to her, but I couldn’t find her. Then sometime between thirty seconds and four months I found her. I was so happy, yay! She didn’t get lost around the house. I sometimes get lost around the house, but don’t tell that to Mommy. I ran with all my power towards her and showered her with hugs and kisses, oh my god! I was so worried, but thankfully she arrived. She hugged me back and put her arms around me. She pulled me up on the bed and started talking to me. I couldn’t understand most of what she was saying, I tried paying attention to her, I really did, but it was just so boring. I started looking here and there for something more interesting and fun for us to do than talk. Aha! A ball, I saw my favorite ball peeking from the corner of the huge, shinny, scary wall. I crept my way towards my ball, avoiding the scary wall and ran back to Mommy and handed it to her. I prayed that she would agree to play with me. But she just kept the ball under the fluffy sheet and walked towards, oh no! Not that room. I tried to stop her, I called out to her but she just ignored me and went into the bad room. All I know about that room is that it’s bad. We live in a house that is covered in all sides but it still rains in that room. I hate that room, like I hate rains. Everyday I try to keep her safe by stopping her from going into that room, but she never listens to me and when she comes out shes always has tears, but strangely, they are all over her body. I hate to see her cry so, I do my very best to cheer her up, but she doesn’t listen to me. So, whenever she comes out, I try to console her, but she shoos me away. I guess Mommy doesn’t want me to see her cry, but I still do it anyway because I love her. She usually takes a lot of time in that room so, I patiently wait outside PAGE 7 www.inkdrift.com
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