Gemotions

He found the drawings scattered across the floor of the playhouse. They depicted a creature with three antennae and a cape made of what appeared to be swirling clouds. The drawings were in bright, almost aggressive colors, radiating an unsettling cheerfulness. David felt a strange prickling sensation on his skin.

He'd tried to forget about the thing. He’d shut the door on the memories long ago, but now, his niece, Emily, was apparently rekindling it. He remembered whispering to it in hushed tones, the silly games. But now, he sat and looked at her new artwork.

“Emily, who is the guy in the drawings?” David asked. Emily giggled, pointing at the drawings. “That's Zorp! He helps me with my homework.”

David exhaled slowly. He'd thought the past was buried, but it seemed to keep reaching out. He tried to laugh. “Well, tell Zorp I said hello.” He wondered if he was losing his grip.