Jason was a stubborn child. Just about every day of his childhood he complained. He would complain about things, he would whine about people he would mope about decisions. Jason could be so sour almost everybody wanted to avoid him. The weather always seemed to be cloudy around him even if it was a bright sunny day. There were people when they would just pass Jason on the street it would make them feel a little glum. Even animals hated Jason. Squirrels would scurry into the nearest tree, just to hide from Jason. They had a good reason, for Jason loved to throw rocks at squirrels, birds, and even people. But all of this changed after he had bullied Gary, his little brother. He would have bullied him for the last time.

Jason stormed through the front door of his home. He was in his usual mood of being grumpy and mad. He tromped through the kitchen where his mom was making dinner. He had been acting pretty normal then he reached his room. As he walked through the doorway, he spotted Gary who was seven years old, standing on the floor of his room. Jason started to get angry. Gary wasn’t supposed to be in his room without his permission. Gary started to talk but Jason cut him off.

“What are you doing in my room?” Jason asked as if he cared.

“I wanted a book from your room.” Gary said stuttered, “You weren’t home yet so I thought that I could just…” then he was cut off again.

“How many times do I have to say it?” Jason yelled red-faced, “Don’t enter my room unless I say you can!”

Gary began to apologize as he stepped back, but when he did he forgot to look where he stepped, and poor Gary tumbled and hit the closet. When he hit the metal figurines fell of the top shelf of the wood closet and showered little 2-inch tall action figures all over Gary. The little figurines gave him little cuts and scrapes along his arms and his face. There was a split silence that was broken when Jason picked Gary up by the shirt color and yelled.

“You little twerp!” Jason barked, “You’ve wrecked my room! Get out of here you little good-for-nothing!”

Still dizzy and a bit upset, Gary limped out of the room in a hurry. He almost tripped over the laundry on the floor, but managed to keep his balanced as he waddled away. Jason smirked as he left. He wasn’t mad about the action figures he received from his grandpa (or Grumps he liked to call him), in fact he thought they were stupid. He just kept them because his mother would not let him get rid of them. Jason was now more than happy most of the metal annoyances were broken on the floor. He acted upset just to make Gary feel awful. This always got Jason to feel better about himself.

Jason lay on his bed bouncing a blue rubber ball off his wall. His mother had just left the room after telling him that he was grounded and had to bed without supper. He also had to go to bed at 7:00. Jason just hid his evil smile from his mother. He could picture Gary crying tears alone in his room. The punishment had not bothered him at all. He didn’t do much of anything and this punishment hadn’t changed his life very much. Eventually Jason nodded off to sleep with his socks and jeans on.

Jason opened one eye. He had expected to be woken up by now. His mother should’ve come in and shook him till he was awake. Jason loved to make it a challenge for her. Sometimes he would just act asleep, just to aggravate his mother. But his mother had not come yet. And he half expected she was adding to the punishment by not waking him up, and letting him wake himself up. He thought about it and eventually convinced himself that had happened. So he shook himself awake, climbed out of bed, and headed strait for the door (he didn’t need to get dressed because he didn’t undress before bed). But when he opened it he stood there with his mouth gaping opened. His mother had turned into a statue.

Jason blinked out of his trance. His mom was staring blankly at the doorway as if she would be waking him up as soon as she reached his room. But she was motionless. She never blinked or moved. Her actions said that she was walking, but she never did. She stood there with nothing moving around her. It took Jason a couple minutes before he had the slightest idea of what had happened. He looked her over a couple times then finally reached the correct conclusion. Time had stopped. Jason ran to Gary’s room. He couldn’t run as fast, and it were as if there were an invisible force were holding him back. Eventually he got to Gary’s room to find him in the same state. Trapped in time, or was he trapped in time? He couldn’t communicate to anyone in his house, or the world, for that matter. At first Jason took this lightly. I can do whatever I want, he kept saying to himself. He tried jumping down the stairs to make a huge ruckus, but he gently floated down as if he were weightless in a pool of water. Jason tried to do the same off the roof. He found it exciting at first, but it eventually grew dull. Jason was rather tired, so he plopped himself on the couch in his living room. The T.V. wasn’t turned on so he tried to click the button. No response from the black box. He pushed the button several times frustrated, then figured out the T.V. wouldn’t work because he was stuck in time. Nothing electronic would work. So Jason went slowly to his room. He lay on the bed and tried to bounce the little blue ball, but he gave that up due to it getting stuck as soon as it left his hand. So Jason just lay there thinking. He thought about how he might never boss Gary around, or annoy his parents. He’d never get to go to school. Jason was cut off from the rest of the world. He wouldn’t ever see his family again, let alone pulling pranks on them. For the first time he missed talking to his peers. He missed his family. He missed them. Jason thought of all the ways he had mistreated his family. He felt sorry for everyone he had taunted. A silver tear escaped his eye as he drifted to sleep, and he told himself he would be a better person if he got a second chance.

Jason woke to the sound of birds chirping outside his window. Usually he hated the birds and their annoying sounds, but today was no ordinary day. He flew out of bed and raced to the kitchen. He gave his bewildered mother a hug. Jason then raced to Gary’s room. He burst through the doorway to fin surprised Gary playing with colored blocks in the middle of his room. He was still covered in bandages from his neck down, and there were some faint scrapes on his forehead. Jason immediately apologized to Gary and promised that he would be nicer to him, and for the first time, Gary smiled at his older brother.
Jason was a stubborn child. Just about every day of his childhood he complained. He would complain about things, he would whine about people he would mope about decisions. Jason could be so sour almost everybody wanted to avoid him. The weather always seemed to be cloudy around him even if it was a bright sunny day. There were people when they would just pass Jason on the street it would make them feel a little glum. Even animals hated Jason. Squirrels would scurry into the nearest tree, just to hide from Jason. They had a good reason, for Jason loved to throw rocks at squirrels, birds, and even people. But all of this changed after he had bullied Gary, his little brother. He would have bullied him for the last time.

Jason stormed through the front door of his home. He was in his usual mood of being grumpy and mad. He tromped through the kitchen where his mom was making dinner. He had been acting pretty normal then he reached his room. As he walked through the doorway, he spotted Gary who was seven years old, standing on the floor of his room. Jason started to get angry. Gary wasn’t supposed to be in his room without his permission. Gary started to talk but Jason cut him off.

“What are you doing in my room?” Jason asked as if he cared.

“I wanted a book from your room.” Gary said stuttered, “You weren’t home yet so I thought that I could just…” then he was cut off again.

“How many times do I have to say it?” Jason yelled red-faced, “Don’t enter my room unless I say you can!”

Gary began to apologize as he stepped back, but when he did he forgot to look where he stepped, and poor Gary tumbled and hit the closet. When he hit the metal figurines fell of the top shelf of the wood closet and showered little 2-inch tall action figures all over Gary. The little figurines gave him little cuts and scrapes along his arms and his face. There was a split silence that was broken when Jason picked Gary up by the shirt color and yelled.

“You little twerp!” Jason barked, “You’ve wrecked my room! Get out of here you little good-for-nothing!”

Still dizzy and a bit upset, Gary limped out of the room in a hurry. He almost tripped over the laundry on the floor, but managed to keep his balanced as he waddled away. Jason smirked as he left. He wasn’t mad about the action figures he received from his grandpa (or Grumps he liked to call him), in fact he thought they were stupid. He just kept them because his mother would not let him get rid of them. Jason was now more than happy most of the metal annoyances were broken on the floor. He acted upset just to make Gary feel awful. This always got Jason to feel better about himself.

Jason lay on his bed bouncing a blue rubber ball off his wall. His mother had just left the room after telling him that he was grounded and had to bed without supper. He also had to go to bed at 7:00. Jason just hid his evil smile from his mother. He could picture Gary crying tears alone in his room. The punishment had not bothered him at all. He didn’t do much of anything and this punishment hadn’t changed his life very much. Eventually Jason nodded off to sleep with his socks and jeans on.

Jason opened one eye. He had expected to be woken up by now. His mother should’ve come in and shook him till he was awake. Jason loved to make it a challenge for her. Sometimes he would just act asleep, just to aggravate his mother. But his mother had not come yet. And he half expected she was adding to the punishment by not waking him up, and letting him wake himself up. He thought about it and eventually convinced himself that had happened. So he shook himself awake, climbed out of bed, and headed strait for the door (he didn’t need to get dressed because he didn’t undress before bed). But when he opened it he stood there with his mouth gaping opened. His mother had turned into a statue.

Jason blinked out of his trance. His mom was staring blankly at the doorway as if she would be waking him up as soon as she reached his room. But she was motionless. She never blinked or moved. Her actions said that she was walking, but she never did. She stood there with nothing moving around her. It took Jason a couple minutes before he had the slightest idea of what had happened. He looked her over a couple times then finally reached the correct conclusion. Time had stopped. Jason ran to Gary’s room. He couldn’t run as fast, and it were as if there were an invisible force were holding him back. Eventually he got to Gary’s room to find him in the same state. Trapped in time, or was he trapped in time? He couldn’t communicate to anyone in his house, or the world, for that matter. At first Jason took this lightly. I can do whatever I want, he kept saying to himself. He tried jumping down the stairs to make a huge ruckus, but he gently floated down as if he were weightless in a pool of water. Jason tried to do the same off the roof. He found it exciting at first, but it eventually grew dull. Jason was rather tired, so he plopped himself on the couch in his living room. The T.V. wasn’t turned on so he tried to click the button. No response from the black box. He pushed the button several times frustrated, then figured out the T.V. wouldn’t work because he was stuck in time. Nothing electronic would work. So Jason went slowly to his room. He lay on the bed and tried to bounce the little blue ball, but he gave that up due to it getting stuck as soon as it left his hand. So Jason just lay there thinking. He thought about how he might never boss Gary around, or annoy his parents. He’d never get to go to school. Jason was cut off from the rest of the world. He wouldn’t ever see his family again, let alone pulling pranks on them. For the first time he missed talking to his peers. He missed his family. He missed them. Jason thought of all the ways he had mistreated his family. He felt sorry for everyone he had taunted. A silver tear escaped his eye as he drifted to sleep, and he told himself he would be a better person if he got a second chance.

Jason woke to the sound of birds chirping outside his window. Usually he hated the birds and their annoying sounds, but today was no ordinary day. He flew out of bed and raced to the kitchen. He gave his bewildered mother a hug. Jason then raced to Gary’s room. He burst through the doorway to fin surprised Gary playing with colored blocks in the middle of his room. He was still covered in bandages from his neck down, and there were some faint scrapes on his forehead. Jason immediately apologized to Gary and promised that he would be nicer to him, and for the first time, Gary smiled at his older brother.