The Boy scared of heights
" Clyd!" A little girl with a ebony colored ponytail ran up to a much older boy with blue hair. The boy smiled at the little girl, his name was Clyd Bryd. " Clyd, little brother! How was your day, did you get over the fear of heights? Or are you still a little cry baby about it?" A older girl was standing at the staircase of the house, she had curly long ebony locks as well, she was beautiful." Yeah big brother did you?!" another child, older then the little girl ran up to Clyd. Clyd blushed and shook his head. " No, Matilda and Clark, I didn't..." Clyd sighed and pushed past Matilda. He walked in to his room, sighing and sitting on his bed. He closed his eyes, laying down, drifting off in to a nice nap...
Clyd snapped his eyes open, thrashing about. But his legs and arms didn't touch the bed, instead it touched air. He looked up, noticing he was an inch away from his ceiling.
He screamed, tears streaming down his face. Matilda burst in, looking around. She then looked up, going wide eyed. She screamed too, running out and in to the garage, grabbing a ladder and running back to his room, trying not to hit walls. She sat the ladder down, and started to climb up, grabbing Clyd and pulling him to her, quickly getting off the ladder. Clyd was still crying, clutching on to Matilda tightly.
She sat on his bed and ran her hands through his hair, letting him cry on her shoulder. When he was finished he looked at Matilda. " M-matilda, d-don't tell anyone what happened...okay? Especially not m-mom and d-dad..." Matilda nodded and hugged Clyd tightly. " Like mom always said Clyd, you're special..." Clyd started to cry again clutching on to Matilda.
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