(I'mma call him Evan, you can change it if you want)

Evan was hiding underneath a table, crying and holding himself in a fetal position, not wanting to be in the diner, many children and adults gave Evan a weird glance, as if judging him for being a kid who is constantly petrified, Evan would hope that the day would end sooner so he could get home and try to take a nap before his nightmares could get him, if only anyone could've believed him