Song: Peacock Affect Average looking room
" Clark?"
"Yeah?"
"Yesterday you said that your mother destroyed your paintings, how did you feel about that?"
"Um well i was pretty angry at first, but then i realised i needed to protect her, and i just let it slide."
"Did your mother do this often? Did she destroy things you cared about?"
"No.. it wasn't like that, she was just scared you know.. she didn't understand what she was doing."
"Clark..."
"Yeah?"
"You haven't answered the question."
--- Silence--
'Clark, could you please come here and lay on the bed?'
Clark stood up from his seat, and dragged his feet along the ground as he approached the bed. He lay down and looked at the cold bare ceiling
'I want you to close your eyes."
"Now think back to your days with her, search deep in your memories. Remember the times you were with her, whether they were good or bad memories."
Clark heeds the instructions and closes his eyes, his mind drifts back, Into the days when it was just him and his mum.
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"Tell me what you see."
"My mother "
'What is she doing?'
'She is playing in the meadows, her hair wild and sunny and free."
"She grabs my hands and twirls us around in circles."
"How do you feel about that?"
"I am happy, i don't want this to end."
"Why would it end?"
"I dont know, i am scared for some reason."
"What are you afraid of?"
---silence--
"Clark.. what are you afraid of?"
"My mother."
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Short Story'Did your mother do this often? ' 'Did she destroy the things you cared about?' 'Did she hurt you Clark?' 'No.. it wasn't like that, she was just scared you know..' 'She didn't understand what she was doing.' 'Clark.' 'Yeah.' 'You haven't answered t...
