Go, she whispered to herself. Go find the darkest corner there is in your room, maybe, just maybe, you'll find some comfort there.
Curl up, hug your knees, maybe you'll feel better.
She wanted so much to throw her books, her pillow and everything in sight against the wall.. but she couldn't even find the strength to pick herself up.
She wanted time to stop, so she wouldn't have to face the things which will happen later on in the day. She felt like she didn't have the strength to carry on. She didn't want tomorrow to come, at least for now.
Pushing aside the million and one thoughts racing through her head, all she wanted was to feel numb. Numb
everything.. the words, the feelings, the hurt.
She felt like she wasn't good enough, ideal enough, wonderfuly perfect enough..
Oh. Don't worry, i'll live.
