froggi-13

     In a dark room there lay a black-haired boy. The walls of this room were sort of a dingy white that have never seen the light of day. They were covered with a scrawl of permanent marker lyrics. Thick black curtains blocked the light from the outside world, this was explain the lack of brightness to the walls. The only light to be seen was the luminous glow from the clock on the bedside table. It read 7:34 a.m., almost time for school. With a low click, the radio powered to life playing Hawthorne Height's "Ohio is for Lovers."     The mass underneath the sheets suddenly moved. One pale forearm appeared and turned the volume up. The boy