John smiled at the Professor, he was glad that they were starting again. He was sure now that the Professor had forgiven him so he had stopped crying. He also thought that the Professor was so kind in saying that he could forget about what had happened and he was sure the Professor wouldn't say anything about it once they were out of the room.

As John was about to put the clown suit into the bin he stopped he wasn't in the room anymore, he was in Jose house and it wasn't September it was November all he could see was Jose asleep in bed and his house on fire, he tried to screem out.
"Jose, Jose... Your house is on fire"

The next thing he remember was the bin again and him putting the clown suit in the bin. "Done Professor now what do you want me to do?" He hoped that the Professor would just let him sit down. He was shocked after what he ha just seen.