Day 5: Hush!

There was yet another growl in his stomach. He was folded on himself and his arms across his stomach, his nails digging deeper, clenching his ribs a little tighter. It’s just that the pain was too loud. Momma told him to stay with the teacher and the other kids. Momma told him not to stray away. It’s just that butterflies cheat when playing tag. The trees gathered around him. One after another, each stare colder than the other. And they scolded all at once. And the wind made a roar of their voices. And the clouds turned dark grey when they were mad, and they spat while shouting. And the whisper of the forest poked away at his sanity. But maybe he’ll get up once more, and the rain will fill his cup and the forest will feed him berries.

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