Snippet #1021242

Hiroshi smiled. "Good night." he said looking down at him. He ruffled up his hair before walking off the porch and heading home before anyone else saw. He disappeared into the darkness, as he took a short cut back to his house. When he got there, the house seemed so empty, but he was used to it, so it didnt bother him. Hiroshi stretched and layed himself down on the couch. He stared up at the ceiling, a smile spreading across his face, before closing his eyes and falling asleep there. For some strange reason, he found himself always sleeping on the couch instead of his bed. It was a strange habit he had since he was young. Often his father would bring him back up to his room, but now there was nobody to wake him up and tell him to go upstairs to sleep.