I woke up and had a glass of orange juice. Before I sat down to play video games. I tried to play Call of duty but my friends were grounded. I had to play the detective series. I was stuck decrypting a note. I was sure it was a death threat. It turns out to be a letter from persons unknown. I was going around in circles. I finally got bored and switched off the computer. I noticed that mom and dad wore masks and goggles till the doctors gave me the all clear. Mom came with a plate of spaghetti. I devoured two plates. Dad was yelling at someone. I had to put on noise cancelling headphones to tune out his words. Finally I stretched myself on the couch. Before taking a cold shower. I sat down to fix my bicycle. I called my friends and their parents were kind enough to pass a message. They assured me that they can't come because they were grounded. They were caught breaking into private property. I asked them if I could get a copy of the lecture notes. They promised to let them email me.
An hour later the supervisor sent me a message congratulating me for my recovery. He attached the lessons and subsequent homeworks. He told me to take my time since I was actually sick compared to my classmates. I sent an email thanking him. I appreciated his concern. I sat in the kitchen table and I started with trigonometry. I was focusing so hard I heard mom's voice. She spoke about her ex-boyfriend. She missed adventure and the unknown. She was wondering if she could travel the world once the global opens its borders. She wanted to do it on the yacht she is trying to buy. There was a list of places I have never heard of. Casablanca was a place she was talking about. I called out, "Mom did you know Casablanca is a movie." Mom stuck her head out, "There is a place called Casablanca. It is in Morocco. Why did you mention Casablanca for?" I explained that I heard her talking about it. She assured me that she didn't say a word since she was busy painting. I was bewildered but I said nothing.
Dad walked in and mom asked me not say a word. I nod my head and watched dad whistled a tune. He washed his hand on the sink. He scrubbed the residue off his fingers. He took a few popsicle sticks and kissed me on the head before walking out. I heard his voice even though I saw his lips didn't move. "I wish I could take Cassy on my bike. I know the ride would calm her down. On the other hand thirty days will go off in the blink of an eye. Then I will treat her by taking her around the city. I would be a great day." I involuntarily gave him a hug. He pat me on the back before he went back to work. I realized I was hearing everyone's thoughts. This was a huge invasion of privacy. I was trying to finish my geometry homework when I heard someone turning the handle. I focused on who it might be. It was Trevor. The neighborhood troublemaker. He was here for something.
I called nine one one and I explained what was happening. The operator promised to send a police car without blaring the sirens. An officer arrived as he finally managed to unlock the door. The officer dragged him to the car as he explained how he had lost his keys. Dad came out and after a few blinks he chose to switch tactics. He started saying that he must have made a wrong turn. He was dragged away and I finished my homework. I walked upstairs to enjoy a game of mini golf in the attic. After a few swings boredom took over so I went to clean my room. It was a little dusty so I used the dust buster and a vacuum cleaner. Mom and dad helped too but afterwards they took a shower to sterilize. I had my own shower so there will be no contamination. I had hand wash my clothes and dry them outside. The neighbors watched me from their living room windows. Some even shut the curtains when they saw me.
I was so tired that I passed out. I dreamt of flying and painting images only to see them as exactly as I painted when I opened the front door. I woke up and checked the clock. It was the middle of the night. I was feeling ok till I saw all the messages my friends. They never got infected so they had snuck out to party. They were having the time of their lives. Dancing, singing and playing all sorts of games. They took a group photo. The message attached was I wish you were here. The sight triggered me. I placed my phone on the coffee table with trembling hands. I got up and my legs felt like lead as I walked upstairs towards my little bedroom. I sat on my bed before taking a few deep breaths. I pressed a pillow on my face with both hands and I took an even deeper breath before I screamed as loud as possible. I tried to muffle the sound so mom and dad won't walk in.
I curled up into a ball and cried since I was all alone. All my friends are having a ball. I am locked up for thirty days. I know it is for my benefit but it still felt unfair. I maybe suffering but the sun will rise and set. The world will keep turning and my loneliness will be ignored. I felt a sense of deep sadness over take me as I tried to get up. But my body protested it refuse to get up. All it wanted was to stay on the floor and wish the floor would swallow me whole. It felt exhausting to get up and walk to the activities room mom and dad made for me. So I won't feel lonely. The attic had a telescope by the circular window. A mini golf course on right hand corner. On the left was place dedicated to painting. The last space was dedicated to reading. A beanbag chair and a small table with a tablet, a box of readymade hot chocolate packets, a small kettle, a mug and a spoon. I didn't know what to paint so I walked towards the exit.
I wanted some fresh air so I opened the front door and saw an official document pasted on the door explaining there was a carrier inside so proceed with caution. I know the punishment for removing the notice. I would be spending time in solitary confinement till due date. I walked back in and sat down to figure out what I can do. I walked to the backyard and waved my hand like I was welding a sword. The huge rock which dad tried and failed to remove split into three pieces. Mom screamed and someone else in the neighborhood switched the lights on. I quickly ran back inside before anyone stuck their heads out the window. I locked the backdoor and tried to sleep. I tried to sleep but it took a while before my heart stopped pounding in my ears. I finally felt my heart calmed down and I cranked up the AC so it was just right. Mom walked in to make sure I was alright. When she walked away I fell asleep.