Wrote this story as a response to feeling really lonely tonight. Sometimes I get shy or nervous while talking to people and end up thinking the worst about things. I worry too much and stress myself out with thoughts of what others think of me. Sometimes I just need to take a breath and be sensible. Sadly, when I really enjoy talking to someone, I get even more nervous! Anyway, even when rational, the feeling of loneliness is still a bitch...

Not my best story by far, but it gets across what I'm feeling I think. This is more of a story to vent for myself than anything.