Butterfly
As I enter Mr. Nicholas's office, I was surprised that there was a large carpet instead of chairs. "Good afternoon, Gohan. Today we're going to try something different." I walked in more and then noticed there were two boxes next to his foot. He then told me to sit down on the carpet with him after speaking with mom. Once he sat on the rug with me, he put a box in front of us. "We're going to play a game." I asked him why. "Don't you like games? This one is very simple." All I could think about was how. "For this box, we're going to pretend it holds everything that makes us happy."
"That's impossible. How can a box do that?"
"That's why it's could pretend. We're going to take turns filling up the box."
"Ok."
He then opens the box, and there's nothing inside. I don't know why I even thought there was anything in there. Especially after being told we were going to fill it with something imaginary. If Mr. Vegeta were here, he'd probably say how this was pathetic. Is it? "I'll go first." He grabs a notepad and pen, that was next to him and wrote something down. He then takes the page out and puts it in the box. He hands me the pad. "Now you write something that makes you happy. I wrote down my dog's name."
I took smiled and took the pad and pen from him. What would I write? I ended up writing mom and then placing the page in the box. We went back and forth, writing things down and putting in the box. The last thing I wrote before the box was full was my dad. Once that was added to the box, he closed it. "What now?" He had a big smile before tossing the box behind him. I was left in complete shock. "Why would you do that? You didn't tell me you were going to do that after!"
"What if I did?" He looked serious. "Would you have put things that made you happy in the box? Or things that you would not care were taken away?" Before I could say anything, he placed the second box before us. "Now, we're going to fill this box." I looked at the box and started to worried if he was going to do the same thing. Or if I had to put something that made me happy in it. He opened it and got a new notepad. "You're going to fill it up with our fears."
Uh? "Oh. I could do that." He asked if I was sure. I nodded my head and grabbed the notepad. But the moment the pen touched the paper, I felt stuck. What exactly was I going to write first? I have a list of things I fear and was excited to write them down. But now I wasn't sure.
"Is everything ok?" I quickly looked up and said yes. After taking a few breaths, I finally wrote the first thing to mind. Soon I found myself writing things one by one and filled up the box. Once the box was fill, he closed it. I was now expecting him to toss it like the other one, but he didn't. Instead, he threw me off guard. "Now, you have to hold the box."
"WHAT?"
"Take the box." I tried to push away and was even tempted to hit the box. But he kept it in his hands. "I can't throw away your fears. That's something only you can do." I shook my head and got up. He let out a sigh and also got up. "I wouldn't throw away the box. Only you can do that. The box will stay here until you're ready. But that will be all for today's session." With that, I left the room and met mom outside.
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A/N: Sorry for it being short, but it's just to get the ball rolling again. Plus keep in mind about the box. The chapter titled isn't butterfly for no reason.