Sheldon had been gone all day, and it made you worried, you would check the clock every 5 minutes hoping that soon he would come home from the library, his mom, Mary was on the phone, asking the Cops to come find her ‘baby’.

You sat down on a chair in the living room taping your foot, when Sheldon walked in, his hair a mess, one of his shoes gone and his top with dirt on it, he also had dirt on his face.

His mom hanged up the phone. “What happened?” Mary, his mom asked in a worried tone. “Bad day.” sheldon said, like he needed space. “At the library?” his mom said confused “A dog chased me…” sheldon said.