I run into the night, into the woods, trying to get the mocking laughter out of my head.
Trying to get Troy out of my head.
Trying to get my rage at Heather out of my head.
It was the most humiliating night of my life.
I don’t know how I can ever face any of them anymore.
I don’t know how I can live anymore.
What should I do now? Where should I go?
I run and run, branches scratching me, as I try to think.
My breathing is heavy. My chest is pounding. My heart is racing.
I don’t know what to do.
I don’t want to go home.
I don’t want to go back to school.
I don’t want to talk to anyone.
I’m so angry.
I’m so hurt.
I’m so sad.
I’m so confused.
I collapse in a pile of leaves, alone in the woods, crying.
I wonder about Troy.
Will he hate me now? Will he love Heather?
Will he b
