I rake my hands over the white sheets as I flatten out the wrinkles of my childhood bed. The faded red comforter is still placed neatly at the end of the bed and the numerous pillows continue to be clean and fluffed. As it stands in my memory, almost everything in this room is exactly the same as how I had left it.


I was very hyper and wouldn't stop moving around the place. I always was annoying back then and never seemed to get my homework done at school.