Bedroom ceiling

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I sat... alone ... in my bedroom, starting at the ceiling, thinking about the boy who I ran into, it was late so it was almost time to make supper but I dropped some vegetables, because I fell, so we had minimum food. When I went down from the attic, which was my room, to see my mother looking at me in disappointment. She hardly talked to me for the rest of the evening. After supper, as we were washing the dishes she finally spoke,
"If you ever speak or even look at a boy like that again, there will be serious consequences." I didn't dare say another word I just finished up and went to bed in pure and utter silence. The night got darker and darker, until there was no light left, but I still led there wondering and thinking about the mysterious fellow, I clumsily ran into. After thinking a lot, by the time I thought about sleep, I could see the sun rising over the hills again. The clock read 5:30, I had 1 hour and 30 minutes to sleep. So I stopped thinking and fell asleep. The next thing I heard that day shocked me to the core...

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