Margaret Blalock Woods: " What's the matter, Jeffrey? Are you okay? "

Jeffrey was sitting in his mother Margaret's lap, shivering, shaking, crying and whimpering as she tried to calm him down. She was the only parent that Jeffrey has now. She knew there and then that she had to take better care of him since her husband Peter and their first son, Liu are now dead.

Jeffrey Alan Woods ( Age 10 ): *sobbing* *sniff* *sniff* " I...I don't know. trying to talk to me...but I don't know who it is. They...they just won't stop. I'm so scared. Please...please tell me it was just a dream. I don't want this to be real. I want to be okay. Please tell me I'm okay. I need to know. "

Young little Jeffrey was having some sort of...reality problem.

Margaret Blalock Woods: " Shhh...shhh...Now, now. Don't worry, dear. It's okay. It's okay. I'm here. It's alright. It was all just a bad dream. "

I asked her if she, her husband and/or her first son ( Liu ) had any problems like this in the past. She told me that she had quite a few, though they weren't as intense as what Jeffrey had/has.

I have to say, that was quite a scare. I mean, how much stress can a poor, young little boy be put under? First the car accident that spelled the death of his father, Peter and his big brother, Liu, then the grades and, of course, a series of terrible nightmares caused by the deaths of loved ones have been eating away at poor Jeffrey who, seemingly, did NOTHING to deserve all this for the past eight months. He and his mother might as well be the only ones left in the family. couldn't get any worse than it is now...

...or can it?

What I should do is spend some more time with Jeff and his mother. I should also transfer him to St. John's Middle School For People With Special Needs since he would be MUCH safer going to school there. My assistant, Jasmine Caldwell can help me out with this. Hopefully...we can find out what exactly what the true problem is that Jeffrey has.