He couldn’t remember the last time he had a just worry about having fun day. He was sure it was a long time ago, but he couldn’t remember. There were a lot of things he couldn’t seem to remember, but he knew something was strange. He was sure he was seven years old today and he was supposed to be going into second grade in a few months. His Mommy says he is only five years old today, and he is going into Kindergarten in a few months. Franky was confused.
As he walked out of his room, he looked around. There was a railing on the side of his bed, so he wouldn’t fall out at night.
