He walked into the school with a heavy feeling on his chest like something wasn't right. No, everything was wrong. Why are people staring at him? Was it due to the accident but it has been weeks now, why do they care? He suddenly stopped when he felt her laugh echo into the loud hallways of school. He knew it was all in his head since nobody else stopped to hear it or looked confuse. He had slowly started to accept that something was terribly wrong with his head after the accident and he was too afraid to not only admit it but also tell anyone about it.
It has been almost 5 weeks to his accident, other than having trouble catching up to classes, he didn't have much trouble except when he was in people. Whether it was in school or even outside, there was always people staring. No, they rec
