My mom introduces me to my new bedroom. It closely resembles my old bedroom back in Virginia. These bookshelves are similar to those I had mounted onto my wall. Stuffed animals are placed on top of my dresser and model-airplanes are suspended above my bed. I notice some minor differences like the room size.
This room is much larger. I push my wheels to move forward and park myself in front of my bedroom window. The view outside is different also.
Back in Virginia, my room was located on the second floor of our house. From there, I had a clear view of the entire neighborhood, but now I can only see the house across the street. We have no trees in our new front yard, which gives me a great view of the moon.
“This was my old room. Do you like how he decorated it?” my mom asks. “We tried to make it look more like home.”
“It’s nice,” I reply while gazing up at the moon.
“I want to take you somewhere tomorrow morning.”
“Where are we going?”
“It’s a surprise,” she says with enthusiasm.
“Is Uncle Frank coming?”
“No, it will be just us.”
Shortly after, my mother helps me into bed. Before leaving my room, she kisses me on the forehead and wishes me a goodnight. I stare at my model-airplanes hanging over my bed until I fall asleep...