fragments of memories

Date: 7/12/2021

There were two young brothers. The younger one had just moved back home, from... boarding school? a facility? idk. He didn't remember a lot of his life. Their mom was my mom, their school looked a little bit like my high school, their house might have been my house, but I wasn't in the story. But this part I was! I was working for the school. These a-holes who lived for chaos just came in and made my job harder and everyone let them because they were famous or something. There were artistic fake flowers on the floor. They were cute but seemed like a tripping hazard. I went to complain about the guys and say that none of the "just ignore them" type of advice was going to work here. Mary from ACCC and my uncle Jeff were in the lobby. I told them and they were like, "yeah, we're on it" which was encouraging. I left with my mom after 2 hours of overtime and I think that's when the story switched back to the boy. He was trying to put fragments of memories together and remember his life, especially his dad. He walked through the house and it didn't trigger anything. He went outside and went into a memory. He was playing a game. He had green and black armor on- helmet, chest plate, partial gloves. He was running and jumping through the playhouse, but there was no one playing with him. He asked his brother what was going on. He said "well, I hate to tell you this, but you were never very good at this game" by way of explanation. Maybe he was so bad that his brother wouldn't even play with him. But what about his dad? He asked. "He would have, but he didn't have time." the brother answered. He meant it in the death way, not the too-much-work-to-do way. "He died that soon?" "It wasn't long after we moved in. It was, you know, the woods." (Jaws zoom-in pan-out on the edge of the woods bordering the backyard) The woods are dark and thick and suddenly feel impossibly tall. The distance feels so short, so exposed. Finally something clicks. "The woods." "It was in the news. 'There's a killer in the woods.' Dad just got unlucky. And then there was the kitten." At that moment a little black kitten appears. The boy is lying on the ground and it runs right to him, and attacks.