“Hush A Bye”

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Max was sitting at the dock, he knew it was late but he didn’t want to be in his tent now. He was shaking with tears running down his face, the nightmare that woke him up still lingered in the back of his mind. He hated it. “F-fuck…” was all he could muster out as he stared into the lake.

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“I know,, it’s just-“ Max sighs. “I’m scared…”

“I know, Max. I’m sorry.” Carlos rubbed his back some more. “Do
you… wanna talk to David? I’m sure he’d be more than willing to help put your
fears aside.”

Max shook his head. “I’d rather just forget about it and move on..”

“It’s a little hard to move on from something that you’re
still scared of,” Carlos told him. “Max… I’m sure David would want to help you.
He’s… well, he’s your parent now, right?“ Carlos thought so – unless he misheard it.

“Yeah… he is… “ Max was staring into the lake, he seemed somewhat calmer after talking about the dream.

Carlos nodded. “Then… I don’t mean now, but when you’re
ready, I’m sure he’d be happy to be trusted enough for you to go to him.”

“Hush A Bye”

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Max was sitting at the dock, he knew it was late but he didn’t want to be in his tent now. He was shaking with tears running down his face, the nightmare that woke him up still lingered in the back of his mind. He hated it. “F-fuck…” was all he could muster out as he stared into the lake.

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“I know,, it’s just-“ Max sighs. “I’m scared…”

“I know, Max. I’m sorry.” Carlos rubbed his back some more. “Do
you… wanna talk to David? I’m sure he’d be more than willing to help put your
fears aside.”

Max shook his head. “I’d rather just forget about it and move on..”

“It’s a little hard to move on from something that you’re
still scared of,” Carlos told him. “Max… I’m sure David would want to help you.
He’s… well, he’s your parent now, right?“ Carlos thought so – unless he misheard it.

“Hush A Bye”

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Max was sitting at the dock, he knew it was late but he didn’t want to be in his tent now. He was shaking with tears running down his face, the nightmare that woke him up still lingered in the back of his mind. He hated it. “F-fuck…” was all he could muster out as he stared into the lake.

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“I know,, it’s just-“ Max sighs. “I’m scared…”

“I know, Max. I’m sorry.” Carlos rubbed his back some more. “Do
you… wanna talk to David? I’m sure he’d be more than willing to help put your
fears aside.”

“Hush A Bye”

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Max was sitting at the dock, he knew it was late but he didn’t want to be in his tent now. He was shaking with tears running down his face, the nightmare that woke him up still lingered in the back of his mind. He hated it. “F-fuck…” was all he could muster out as he stared into the lake.

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Max took the wipe, wiping his face then balling it in his hand. “It’s fine.” He sniffled. “It was just a stupid dream. ‘Didn’t mean anything. It wasn’t real.” It almost sounded like he was trying to convince himself more than Carlos.

“It was a dream,” Carlos agreed. “But you still have to deal
with the emotions that came up out of it.” He sighed. “Sometimes… dreams bring
up things that you didn’t really know that you were afraid of. Like… sometimes
I dream that my, uh… my mom shows up again just to tell my family how she doesn’t
approve of anything we do.” It was a mild way to put it, but it was an example
that he hoped Max would appreciate.

Max put his head back into his knees and sighed deeply. “Emotions are stupid…”

“Yeah… they are sometimes,” Carlos agreed. “Do you want to
talk about the dream? Maybe talking about it, your conscious mind can listen to
the events and realize that some of it wouldn’t ever happen.”

Max nodded slightly, putting his knees down. “I-I dunno how to explain…” God, he wish he hadn’t left his bear in the tent.

“It’s okay,” Carlos assured him. “Go ahead and start talking…
I’ll listen.”

“W-Well they were with me and- they sort of weren’t paying atttention, like I didn’t exist or something.. no matter what I did or said it was like they didn’t hear me- didn’t want to hear me.. then..” He was crying again. “F-fuck…”

Carlos sniffed softly. He reached and very slowly set his
hand on Max’s back. “Hey… it’s okay. I’m sorry, Max… clearly it hurt to
experience that in your dream.”

Max gripped the sleeves of his camp shirt, taking a shakey breath. “Then-Then David was there…”

That intrigued Carlos and he found himself getting hopeful.
But he reminded himself that this was a nightmare Max was talking about. He started to rub the boy’s back gently. He had
an inkling of where this was going…

“And he…” Max pulled his knees back up to his chest. “…And he was doing the same thing…”

Oh… ouch. Carlos could tell that that was an absolutely
horrible concept to Max.

“I’m sorry, Max,” Carlos said softly. “Um, you know… David
really strives to include everyone in the activities. And he pays special
attention to you, I can tell.”

“Hush A Bye”

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Max was sitting at the dock, he knew it was late but he didn’t want to be in his tent now. He was shaking with tears running down his face, the nightmare that woke him up still lingered in the back of his mind. He hated it. “F-fuck…” was all he could muster out as he stared into the lake.

(( I’m not good at writig starters yet but I’m working on it 🙂

Max took the wipe, wiping his face then balling it in his hand. “It’s fine.” He sniffled. “It was just a stupid dream. ‘Didn’t mean anything. It wasn’t real.” It almost sounded like he was trying to convince himself more than Carlos.

“It was a dream,” Carlos agreed. “But you still have to deal
with the emotions that came up out of it.” He sighed. “Sometimes… dreams bring
up things that you didn’t really know that you were afraid of. Like… sometimes
I dream that my, uh… my mom shows up again just to tell my family how she doesn’t
approve of anything we do.” It was a mild way to put it, but it was an example
that he hoped Max would appreciate.

Max put his head back into his knees and sighed deeply. “Emotions are stupid…”

“Yeah… they are sometimes,” Carlos agreed. “Do you want to
talk about the dream? Maybe talking about it, your conscious mind can listen to
the events and realize that some of it wouldn’t ever happen.”

Max nodded slightly, putting his knees down. “I-I dunno how to explain…” God, he wish he hadn’t left his bear in the tent.

“It’s okay,” Carlos assured him. “Go ahead and start talking…
I’ll listen.”

“W-Well they were with me and- they sort of weren’t paying atttention, like I didn’t exist or something.. no matter what I did or said it was like they didn’t hear me- didn’t want to hear me.. then..” He was crying again. “F-fuck…”

Carlos sniffed softly. He reached and very slowly set his
hand on Max’s back. “Hey… it’s okay. I’m sorry, Max… clearly it hurt to
experience that in your dream.”

Max gripped the sleeves of his camp shirt, taking a shakey breath. “Then-Then David was there…”

That intrigued Carlos and he found himself getting hopeful.
But he reminded himself that this was a nightmare Max was talking about. He started to rub the boy’s back gently. He had
an inkling of where this was going…

“Hush A Bye”

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Max was sitting at the dock, he knew it was late but he didn’t want to be in his tent now. He was shaking with tears running down his face, the nightmare that woke him up still lingered in the back of his mind. He hated it. “F-fuck…” was all he could muster out as he stared into the lake.

(( I’m not good at writig starters yet but I’m working on it 🙂

Max took the wipe, wiping his face then balling it in his hand. “It’s fine.” He sniffled. “It was just a stupid dream. ‘Didn’t mean anything. It wasn’t real.” It almost sounded like he was trying to convince himself more than Carlos.

“It was a dream,” Carlos agreed. “But you still have to deal
with the emotions that came up out of it.” He sighed. “Sometimes… dreams bring
up things that you didn’t really know that you were afraid of. Like… sometimes
I dream that my, uh… my mom shows up again just to tell my family how she doesn’t
approve of anything we do.” It was a mild way to put it, but it was an example
that he hoped Max would appreciate.

Max put his head back into his knees and sighed deeply. “Emotions are stupid…”

“Yeah… they are sometimes,” Carlos agreed. “Do you want to
talk about the dream? Maybe talking about it, your conscious mind can listen to
the events and realize that some of it wouldn’t ever happen.”

Max nodded slightly, putting his knees down. “I-I dunno how to explain…” God, he wish he hadn’t left his bear in the tent.

“It’s okay,” Carlos assured him. “Go ahead and start talking…
I’ll listen.”

“W-Well they were with me and- they sort of weren’t paying atttention, like I didn’t exist or something.. no matter what I did or said it was like they didn’t hear me- didn’t want to hear me.. then..” He was crying again. “F-fuck…”

Carlos sniffed softly. He reached and very slowly set his
hand on Max’s back. “Hey… it’s okay. I’m sorry, Max… clearly it hurt to
experience that in your dream.”

“Hush A Bye”

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Max was sitting at the dock, he knew it was late but he didn’t want to be in his tent now. He was shaking with tears running down his face, the nightmare that woke him up still lingered in the back of his mind. He hated it. “F-fuck…” was all he could muster out as he stared into the lake.

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Max took the wipe, wiping his face then balling it in his hand. “It’s fine.” He sniffled. “It was just a stupid dream. ‘Didn’t mean anything. It wasn’t real.” It almost sounded like he was trying to convince himself more than Carlos.

“It was a dream,” Carlos agreed. “But you still have to deal
with the emotions that came up out of it.” He sighed. “Sometimes… dreams bring
up things that you didn’t really know that you were afraid of. Like… sometimes
I dream that my, uh… my mom shows up again just to tell my family how she doesn’t
approve of anything we do.” It was a mild way to put it, but it was an example
that he hoped Max would appreciate.

Max put his head back into his knees and sighed deeply. “Emotions are stupid…”

“Yeah… they are sometimes,” Carlos agreed. “Do you want to
talk about the dream? Maybe talking about it, your conscious mind can listen to
the events and realize that some of it wouldn’t ever happen.”

Max nodded slightly, putting his knees down. “I-I dunno how to explain…” God, he wish he hadn’t left his bear in the tent.

“It’s okay,” Carlos assured him. “Go ahead and start talking…
I’ll listen.”

“Hush A Bye”

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Max was sitting at the dock, he knew it was late but he didn’t want to be in his tent now. He was shaking with tears running down his face, the nightmare that woke him up still lingered in the back of his mind. He hated it. “F-fuck…” was all he could muster out as he stared into the lake.

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Max took the wipe, wiping his face then balling it in his hand. “It’s fine.” He sniffled. “It was just a stupid dream. ‘Didn’t mean anything. It wasn’t real.” It almost sounded like he was trying to convince himself more than Carlos.

“It was a dream,” Carlos agreed. “But you still have to deal
with the emotions that came up out of it.” He sighed. “Sometimes… dreams bring
up things that you didn’t really know that you were afraid of. Like… sometimes
I dream that my, uh… my mom shows up again just to tell my family how she doesn’t
approve of anything we do.” It was a mild way to put it, but it was an example
that he hoped Max would appreciate.

Max put his head back into his knees and sighed deeply. “Emotions are stupid…”

“Yeah… they are sometimes,” Carlos agreed. “Do you want to
talk about the dream? Maybe talking about it, your conscious mind can listen to
the events and realize that some of it wouldn’t ever happen.”

“Hush A Bye”

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Max was sitting at the dock, he knew it was late but he didn’t want to be in his tent now. He was shaking with tears running down his face, the nightmare that woke him up still lingered in the back of his mind. He hated it. “F-fuck…” was all he could muster out as he stared into the lake.

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Max took the wipe, wiping his face then balling it in his hand. “It’s fine.” He sniffled. “It was just a stupid dream. ‘Didn’t mean anything. It wasn’t real.” It almost sounded like he was trying to convince himself more than Carlos.

“It was a dream,” Carlos agreed. “But you still have to deal
with the emotions that came up out of it.” He sighed. “Sometimes… dreams bring
up things that you didn’t really know that you were afraid of. Like… sometimes
I dream that my, uh… my mom shows up again just to tell my family how she doesn’t
approve of anything we do.” It was a mild way to put it, but it was an example
that he hoped Max would appreciate.

“Hush A Bye”

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Max was sitting at the dock, he knew it was late but he didn’t want to be in his tent now. He was shaking with tears running down his face, the nightmare that woke him up still lingered in the back of his mind. He hated it. “F-fuck…” was all he could muster out as he stared into the lake.

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Max turned to look back into the lake, he was crying now. “I-I had a n-nightmare…”

“Oh no,” Carlos murmured. His heart clenched in sympathy. “Oh,
Max… I’m so sorry to hear that. Are… do you want to talk about it?” Was this a common thing? Did David know about it? Carlos supposed not, if he wasn’t here.

Max shook his head and pulled his knees to his chest. “I hate it..” was all he could get out, resting his head in his knees.

Having nightmares? Or talking about them? Carlos wasn’t
sure.

“I’m sure you do, Max,” Carlos said gently. “I’m sorry.”

Max looked up, staring straight forward towards spooky island. “I hate them.” His voice was cold and shakey, he still had tears in his eyes.

Carlos was a little surprised Max went on. “Who… or, I
mean, what is ‘them’, Max?” he asked the boy.

His own voice sounded really
strange next to Max’s emotion-filled one. To Carlos, it almost sounded condescending,
which wasn’t what he was going for at all—he wanted to sound open and
comforting. He desperately hoped it wasn’t annoying Max.

“W-who do you think?”

Max rested his chin into his knees, hugging them closer to his chest.

Carlos wasn’t sure, actually, but he hazarded a guess. “Your
parents? Max, did you have a dream about them?”

Max nodded, he wiped his face with his arm.

Carlos’ heart reached out to Max. He started to search his
pockets, trying to find a handkerchief or a tissue or something…

He found a pack of hand wipes. That might help Max feel cleaner,
at least. Carlos peeled back the sticky plastic cover and pulled out a wipe
before offering it to the boy.

“I’m sorry, Max,” he said. “I know I said that a lot already…
but dreams do leave you with emotions you don’t want to deal with sometimes,
and it kind of sucks.”