I sat alone in the library trying to get my mind of the incident from last night but it was not working. It had been replaying in my head like a broken record. And had given me little sleep last night. I could not remember how I made it to my room or how I even ended up waking up in my bed. My mind was just blank last night after what happened. I felt so dirty and ashamed.
I was in a mental trauma and I thought being in class today would help me forget about it but it did not help. Nothing helped. I just wanted the ground to just open up and swallow me whole. Nothing seems to even interest me anymore.
I sat in the library, a book before me, when Esther showed up. I really did not feel like talking to her but I did not want to make her feel bad either. She sat beside and smiled.
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