Sitting alone in my room with a rough feeling in my stomach. I have always been the happy of all, the one joking about everything, the one who is always happy. but now I do not know what happened.
I look around and lean my head back against my knees and think, 'it will end soon... please... just, stop.
it's like a hard heat in my stomach that slowly go up to my heart... but once it has come up there... it hurts