MEMORY AS STORY (The Room)
The evening was late, as I lie in bed listening to my brother's crazy idea to sneak out the window, while our parents were sleep. We were both tired of this room. Before, thinking of consequences, I found myself climbing back into the window and into the same room. My body was half in bed, while feet still touched the floor- the light turned on and I froze trying to play "sleep"! Both parents were telling me to stand with them and that I was in trouble. They shut the light off again as we all waited outside the room, starring at the still open window for what seemed to be an hour. The toilet flushed and after a moment passed, I was in awe to see my brother now in pajamas. I thought he was Houdini. I remember hearing no door open or shut. Standing at the bottom of the steps, he grinned and asked, "What’s going on?" My parents replied, "Don't even try it we searched the whole house and no one was in here -come get that spanking and you can go back to your room!" After wiping tears and crawling back into bed, we could hear our parents debating about hearing God tell them when kids do something wrong.