METANOIA, A Wonder Place

Episode 16's

            I reached my room, which looked even messier than before, as if someone had come in and whipped my room, my suspicions grew stronger as I found faint little footprints on the floor, it seemed like Arie was bringing Jack-Jack into the room, and letting him play inside, maybe this was part of their walk.

            Fortunately, the childish map I left on the table, did not disappear, and was still in its place.

            Lavi screamed from outside, she sounded angry, so I went to check on her, Lavi stood in the doorway of the room, her face flushed with anger, while looking for someone, who is definitely not me, because he is ordinary when he sees me.

            “What's up?” I asked, his eyes still searching, meandering down the hallway and the stairs in turn.

            “You see this!” He pointed into the room, and let me look inside, the decorated Lavi room was not much different, from all of us, the walls were covered with pine forest paintings, he said, and on the ceiling sprinkled wood star carvings, which seemed to have been accidentally stamped up there.

            “What?” Ask me, in my eyes his room is very normal, there is nothing he needs to worry about, “my room is very mature” he said, and the lecturer again his room, when he heard Lavi's answer. I'm pretty sure this room is neat, it's just that the hem is clumped in the middle of the mattress, and the pillow arrangement is a little messy, the rest is fine for me.

            “Your room is very neat” my comment, and he still looks angry, while entering his room, and tidying up your clotted cells.

            “This should not be here” grunya, while folding neat quilts made of wool, if the room Lavi

this neat is called a mess, what happened to my room at this time.

             Before I had never seen Lavi's room, either in this house or in our house before, it turned out that she was very sensitive to the neatness of the room, she said, the door to his room was always closed

meeting, it turned out to make sure no one carelessly entered, and disobeyed him.

            In my heart I know who did it, and he must be very angry, “astaga” Arya's voice from behind the door of Lavi's room, Lavi, “turns out this also happened to your room” he continued.

            “Your room too?” Ask me, it looks like Arie took Jack-Jack around in our room, and I answered who told us about our room, without me saying they knew, and it looks like Lavi can't scold Arie or Jack-Jack, because he brought her here.

            As for arguing with Arie, it was very draining, and whoever it was must have lost, Lavi leaned on the head of his bed, while taking a deep breath.

            Arya seemed to get a golden opportunity to see the contents of Lavi's room, it seemed that among all of us no one had ever seen the contents of her room, and was equally curious, she said, in his attention every corner and carving that became the decoration.

            “Your room is like a children's room” comment Arya, “you mean?” sahut Lavi, who was equally confused, with me.

            “You know, usually in the children's room there are star and moon decorations like this” he explained, and I

there is a point, usually in the film or in a story will be described as such.

            “Maybe this children's room used to” my comment, but Lavi just exhaled without responding to a word, she looks not so interested in the conversation, he said, his hand pressed against a point between the eyebrows, and a small massage.

            I went back to my room and prepared to sleep, it was uncomfortable to be in the silence that Lavi created, I abandoned the intention to copy the childish map, he said, which I had just left lying on the table, laziness suddenly approached as soon as I saw this messy room.

            I slept in a dream that felt so short, this time I was standing in front of the house, looking dark forest maybe about 20 meters behind it, he said, from there came golden dots of light, which formed a line leading into the forest.

            I didn't know what to do, I felt like I wanted to stay there, just stare in silence, there were footsteps among the grass, but I didn't find anyone, I was afraid that yesterday's nightmare would repeat itself, so I was getting ready to run at any time.

            I woke up several times in the middle of the night so scared, but every time I closed my eyes, I got straight into the dream, continuing the plot. The sound of footsteps rang out again, I remained vigilant each time, and re-awakened.

            My eyes caught a figure walking in front of me quickly, only a black shadow was visible, and then a girl walked behind him, similar to Arie I thought, if maybe I dreamed of Arie, it felt weird.

            I once read a writing that said, if we dream of someone, it could be because we think too much about it, to get carried away to the subconscious. But I didn't think too much about Arie, until I had to dream about it, maybe I was upset, because he brought Jack-Jack in the room and messed with him, I didn't feel too upset, almost normal, either, I've understood what he's doing.

            Arie walked towards the forest, and disappeared behind the trees, in me there was absolutely no intention to chase after him, nor call and stop him, he said, I just let Arie walk away, saying nothing and ignoring me.

            Half a foot behind me was a young man standing, but I could not see him clearly, my vision blurred, and I woke up again.

            This time the sunlight had seeped into my room, when I saw the clock turned out to be now at 6 am, it was too early to wake up on holiday, but I couldn't sleep anymore, so I walked out, still in my pajamas, walking towards the kitchen downstairs.

            There I met my mother, who seemed to have woken up so early, she seemed to be preparing to

welcoming the day, I was cleaning up the old boxes, and putting the bowls and dishes into the glass shelf, which hung on the wall, I just smiled to see me approaching,

            “You are awake, tumben once” he said.

            “I can't sleep” I said, while helping him take a few bowls out of the box.

            “Nightmare?” mother asked, her tone gentle and attentive as usual.

            “Not really, just can not sleep”, “ibu is also the same” mother replied to me with a smile, and put the last plate from the box.

            Taken a box of milk from the refrigerator, and poured it on a glass in front of me, “have been a few days I have trouble sleeping” said the mother continued, , handing a glass of milk to my front, “nightmare?” I repeated my mother's question.

            “Not really, just sometimes” replied mom.

            “Come get ready for breakfast” mom pushed me up, as soon as I finished drinking the milk in the glass. I went upstairs and made it up with Lavi, “where are you going?” Ask me, who saw him dressed.

            “I'll go with uncle” sahut, “this morning?” Ask me.

            “Iya” said short and left me.

            After I finished preparing, I returned to the dining room, everything was there, and uncle joined us. Breakfast is never quiet if everything is gathered, and in addition there is an uncle, breakfast this time is really noisy, full of stories and sounds that are mutually unpretentious, not inferior to the morning bird tweets.

            Once done, uncle and Lavi immediately scouted, I don't know what they planned, but it seems Lavi will often spend time with uncle lately.