Childish Game

Maybe not.

Jahmaal Dennis Walker
March 11
6:30 AM

Jahmaal stirred in his sleep as he kept recalling the moments hours before. He could barely sleep he had to force his eyes shut but that didn't work so instead of causing himself the discomfort he just woke up. Rubbing his eyes he grabbed his phone off the nightstand. He squinted at the bright glare as he check the time "6:30" fucking great" he mumbled to himself. He knew he wasn't about to get any sleep so he got up to gather some things for his mom knowing she probably wasn't going to be released for a couple days good thing it was friday so he didn't have to worry about school or practice. He got out of bed slipping his feet into some nike slides before going to his moms room. He grabbed one of her duffel bags she had in the closet grabbing a couple outfits along with personal belongings. He zipped it up and brought it to his room and sat it in his desk chair. Jahmaal had a fair sized room the navy blue paint with white wall trim complemented each other nicely. He had art work and family photos of him and his mom hung up on the walls he had a nice queen size to fit his tall frame. He had a desk adjacent to his bed that had his monitors for when he would play the game occasionally. He had a nice 45 inch tv mounted to the wall that was in front of his bed. He also had a decent sized walk in closet where all this clothes were stored neatly hence his mother putting his things away when she would do laundry. After placing the bag down he checked his phone seeing it was still early so he just decided to scroll on instagram for a bit.