I couldn't help it, all my stress was built up over months and months of pressure.
I went to school the next day with me being weary and scared, I didn't know who to turn to, no one ever took me seriously.
I went home and began to cry, no one to talk to, no one for advice, but just myself. I couldn't trust anyone for a couple of months until I felt better.
But then the Great Depression kicked in for the second time, on the verged of revealing my new best friend again from there room on the table...
