With a swift couple motions Noah begins to feel dizzy as he is forced to close his eyes again. He stops feeling dizzy faster than the first time as he opens his eyes to see the words erased. He looks around and sees his room was back to normal as well! It was no longer a guest room as all of his old belongings were back were it was.
He actually managed to stand up and looked himself over. He was wearing clothes, his hair was well kept, and no collar was to be seen. He wiggled his fingers and laughed to himself. He was so relieved that that mess was over, and now he actually knew the journal worked and could do whatever he wanted with it.
Suddenly, his door swung open and in walked Margaret McCoy, his adoptive mother. She was an older woman but still managed to look somewhat attractive in her 40s. She had massive tits and the figure of an Italian mother but she still had a cute face surrounded by curly red hair. She never smiled at Noah though and the way she acted always made him resent her. She also certainly didn't win any points by locking him in a cage and treating him like a dog!
She looked around and sighed.
"Please clean up your room Noah its filthy. And when you're done with that you better be downstairs. Got it?" She said with slight sass.
Noah was pissed. She said all of that right after shoving him in a cage? Of course she had no memory of it but Noah still felt hurt and embarrassed so he wanted revenge. He shook his head yes with a fake smile and as Margaret was about to walk out the door Noah quickly wrote something down.