#ltbtstarter

“Sorry, am I interrupting something?”

Gideon wandered up to his room. His mum’s funeral had just finished and while he was happy to be back home, he felt a bit lost. He’d never been in his house without his mother, she’d always been there, always been around him. It felt weird being in a house that held so many memories and she would never walk into his room again. He would never be able to hug her again, to listen to her stories, to have her help cheer him up, to get advice from her..

He pulled his legs up on the bed and crossed them, he held one of the photo albums that his mum always put together for him and his siblings. His mum loved taking pictures of everything, whether it was a recital, or a school thing or even if it was just simple things like baking together or them playing outside. He looked through it, a faint smile on his face, a tear running down his cheek.

“I’m both scared and excited at the same time. Graduation, man the past seven years have flown by...”