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Water splashed the edges of the rocks and rolled back to be splashed against the rocks again. The young little boy sat at the base of the window frame looking out into the sea. The blue, blue sea. The room was a large place. The bed was a king size with a golden flower bed spread that went nicely with French symbols on the golden yellow wallpaper. A small breeze that rode the waves of the ocean drifted into the room giving the small boy a shiver. A knock came at the door.
"Who is it?" said the boy, not taking his attention from the ocean , but he already knew who it was. The door opened slightly to were a head popped around the corner.
"Hey buddy how you doin?" It was his father. The boy did not respond but looked aimlessly out into evening sky that was painted with orange and pinkish-red.
The father walked in and shut the door," so..." he came to sit on the edge of the bed."How are you liking the…"
"I like it a lot" said the boy cutting into hi fathers sentence.
"Ok I see that you are not happy with me. Why?"
"Why?" The boy's voice started to choke up.
"Ok does this have anything to do with…" The child's head whipped around and you could tell that he was trying to fight back tears.
"Her. Yes it's always about HER." His face red and flushed.
"I have a feeling you don't like Amera."
"You have a feeling!"He shrieked." How could you? "He was sobbing," How could you remarry after mom left?" At this the boy stood and started to out of the room to when his father went out to grab him he just jerked away and dashed out leaving his father to his thoughts.
A/N:Ok there's ill, death, never again, one more time, and haybe. U chose what topic I write next plz r&r :3