19

19

Busted

I look at Arthur and Flora when we send them to the door. Mom holds my hand that made me look at her.

“You should stay the night, sweetie. I miss you plus tomorrow is weekend you don’t have work.” She said.

I nodded. Mom look suspicious earlier and if this makes her not suspicious I will gladly stay for the night.

She took me to my room and I smile as I see my bedroom, it’s still the same of how I left it. It’s full of teddy bear and pink things.

“We left it how it is. So when you’ll come here you’ll still sleep here and feel like you’re still a kid.” Mom chuckled that made me hug her.

“Thanks mom.” I said and kiss her cheeks.

I run my hands through my bed and look at every painting I did that’s hanging on the wall. Every drawing I did on my sketchpad. I have a bookshelves that’s full of my sketchpad, at a young I started drawing and I kind of miss it.

It’s still in my room, and when I open my walk in closet it’s full of designer’s clothes and some of my gear equipment that