He thought that it was only himself he would hurt, by sitting alone and constantly ignoring life around him. Than one day He failed to notice the lock on the door, it was off. What did he forget, did he leave something out side? No, It came to him his child.
His child had run out side while he was resting. Where had she gone? Did her brother follow her, and where was he? There was no telling how long he was asleep, he started to look frantically searching. What had he been thinking? Why had this happened...again?? What was going to happen now?
There he was tearing through the house finding his clothes, wondering what he had done...he got a knock on the door it was them. He didn't see how they had remembered where they lived , but they did. Some how they had gotten some one to take them home...but what happens now?
He didn't know what he was supposed to do. This was the second time that he remembered.Why had things gotten like this? What caused him to not care? Did he care? He didn't really remember... He had been stuck at home so long that it was starting to get to him. He was numb to things that he shouldn't have been..He thought things where so mundane that it didn't really matter. .But wasn't it supposed to. This was after all his flesh and blood, some where in him he loved them...
He just didn't remember..
He didn't remember the door lock...or did they climb up and get it...? He wouldn't know...He was sleeping...
He was Neglecting the ones he loved the most, for what ? ?
He just didn't Remember....
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