Empty Rooms.
His father walked in the room,
and everything stopped.
Fear overtook him.
Even the most innocent actions caused paranoia.
He closed his history book and looked up,
ready to make eye contact because a real man always looks another square in the eyes, but not for too long so not to be accused of staring.
Alert & ready.
He waited.
But it was as if he wasn't there.
His father walked through the room,
grabbed a newspaper,
sat in his recliner and
turned on the news.
Never looking toward his only son.
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