show me the meaning of being lonely ((open))

It's been a month. A month. A month since his mother was snatched away from him. If he wasn't in class and trying to hang with his friends or cousins, Hugo was often crying in his room snuggling his hippogriff plush tightly. He wanted this to be a whole joke. He didn't want his mother to actually be gone.

Feeling desperate, Hugo went up into the owlery with a letter in hopes that maybe his mother would receive it and reassure him that everything will be okay.