Something went wrong today.

A mistake is something you did — not something you are.

Clownee never shames. The crow is only here to witness, kindly. Come sit by the fire.

What would a camera have seen?

Just what happened — no good or bad words. You can also just tap through.

How did it feel inside?

Whatever you pick is allowed. Feelings are never wrong.

And under that feeling — what did you need?

How could we make it right — together?

Not a punishment. Just one kind, doable next step. Repair, not blame.

You made it right.

That — the repairing — is the brave part. Clownee keeps an ember lit for it.

If something feels too heavy for a page to hold, please tell a grown-up you trust, or a helpline where you live. The fire keeps you company; people keep you safe.