<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>Cal Hart</strong></span><br/><br/>Cal had finally made his way back to the cabin and finished some cookies he was finally able to muster up. "I wonder what tomorrow will hold?" He asked himself as he stepped in and plopped down on his bed. It was hard and worn but Cal didn't complain. He was just happy to be here. Cal laid back and stared at the ceiling. His mind wandered through thoughts as his eyes grew heavy. The excitement of the first day seemed to be wearing on him but he didn't want to call it a night just yet. Maybe something fun happened at night. What if they had a party and Cal missed it snoozing away in his bed. Even as he thought all these things his eyes grew heavier and began to shut. His body rolled over and his hands gripped his pillow. This is when his mother would come in and pull his blanket over him. But it didn't come. As sleep challenged him to stay away a calm breeze coasted over him and he smiled. "Goodnight Father." He whispered into the wind as he finally gave in to sleep.