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all_inclusive2014-02-23 10:38 pm
freezedout) wrote in all_inclusive2014-02-23 10:38 pm
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When he'd walked through the door, the sound of a bell nearly deafened Isaac's ears.
When he steps through the door, everything hits him like a rushing tidal wave. He doesn't recognize everything at first, but slowly things start to come to him. That's the jungle gym and there's the hopscotch and he doesn't know why he's worried about some old hotel because it's recess. The door behind Isaac hangs open as his small feet send him running into the schoolyard playground, his lanky limbs bringing him further than the other kids with every step.
It's only when he gets to the middle of the yard that he realizes he doesn't see anyone he knows and Isaac starts to feel a tiny pit in his stomach that feels a lot like being scared. He wants Camden to come and play with him, but Camden has his own older friends and doesn't have time for a six-year-old like Isaac.
Cautiously, Isaac finds his way to the play area and sits down, hoping that maybe he can find someone to play with. After all, it can't be that hard, can it?
[Recess gathering post in the elementary school door! All ages, grades 1-8 welcome, whether they remember who they are or not]
When he steps through the door, everything hits him like a rushing tidal wave. He doesn't recognize everything at first, but slowly things start to come to him. That's the jungle gym and there's the hopscotch and he doesn't know why he's worried about some old hotel because it's recess. The door behind Isaac hangs open as his small feet send him running into the schoolyard playground, his lanky limbs bringing him further than the other kids with every step.
It's only when he gets to the middle of the yard that he realizes he doesn't see anyone he knows and Isaac starts to feel a tiny pit in his stomach that feels a lot like being scared. He wants Camden to come and play with him, but Camden has his own older friends and doesn't have time for a six-year-old like Isaac.
Cautiously, Isaac finds his way to the play area and sits down, hoping that maybe he can find someone to play with. After all, it can't be that hard, can it?
[Recess gathering post in the elementary school door! All ages, grades 1-8 welcome, whether they remember who they are or not]
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Isaac shrugs, staring down between his feet. "I don't mind being quiet," he says, because it's not exactly his problem. "I have a brother who's more popular than me, though. He talks a lot and he's really popular with everyone and sometimes Dad thinks that I should be more like him," he admits, shrugging his shoulders.
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"My stepmother loves my brother but she doesn't love me," Jon offered in exchange. It was not quite the same but sometimes he thought that rather than Jon be more like Robb, Lady Catelyn would just prefer Jon did not exist at all.
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Isaac feels a sharp pang, not having meant to bring that up. "I'm sorry," he says, voice small as he stares at Jon. "I'm sorry she's mean," he goes on, slightly vindictive as he bites down on the word as much as he can.
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"It's okay. You did not know," Jon said. He would not hold a grudge against someone who was unaware of the situation and said something hurtful. It was not something he talked about often, if at all, and Issac was a rarity in that sense.