Steven: *worried and cannot sleep*

Ken: What's eating you?

Steven: I um....

Ken: Yes?

Steven: I don't know how to describe it!

Ken: Okay. Try to get some sleep, yeah? Its almost 2 am.

Steven: Okay. *tries to get some sleep* I just hope......

This story was written on Sunday, October 30th, 2022. (Mischief Night)

A/N Whatever is bothering Steven, he needs to write his thoughts down. Don't be a silent reader. Please leave feedback. Thanks.