February 9th

I woke, scare of breath. Mind running, rambling. At that time I could only think of one thing; Joseph.

Where was my only son?

Fret started to gnaw at my heart. "I could not hear his heartbeat, thumping softly against mine. I became worried.

I rose from my humble twin size bed and began to rummage around the dark room for my slippers.

Once my bare feee had been covered, I excited my room in hope of an escape. I made it to the hallway, the kitchen, through the laundry room, and finally to the outside.

I was met instantly with a strong, sharp breeze. My thoughts cleared, my head stopped turning. I concentrated on something that was usually just an constant occupancy; an afterthought.

Was Joseph still here? I couldn't hear his thoughts, the endless train. I couldn't feel his small beat inside my heart. I couldn't imagine the pictures flowing in his mind, forming an image.

I became disgruntled with worry, the thought of what might've happened to him choking me. I tried to compose myself.

~Eve Roselyn
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