the walk back home

When people walk home they will do several things
Talk to friends, listen to music, read,scroll through social media, call someone up but something that is the worst thing to do on the way home. Think.

Walking home on your own without headphones, you decide to confine in your brain to help entertain yourself as you walk drously from the place your heading from, you begin to think about what you did today and how you felt through that day and every thought you thought, suddenly those thoughts won't leave you alone. You think about your route and every possible thing that could happen, you shake it off but it's now joined the group of negativity in your brain. You decide to walk fast to get away from everyone, then one more thought pops into your head, what if everyone is trying to get away from you? You play it over and over again, though it feels like each step is getting longer. You stop at a road, seeing as two cars are coming they are being slow and you have enough time to cross, so you do but as you are crossing one of the cars looks like it's speeding up, you get on the pavement just in time. Now your hearts racing, you're shaking but again you try to shake it off . As you calm down you see a group of guys, one's who have spotted you, you've always been afraid of groups of guys and start to speed up,with the mix of thoughts and the group of guys tears form in your eyes, they're subtle now but you know you have to rush home, you begin to think about all the times you messed up and start to believe that's all you can do, the tears drown your pupils, making it hard to see finally the tear burst and as it rolls down your cheek you realise your on your street, you had been lost in thought never realising how far you walked. You stop and just stood there for a second and then realised how weird it looked for someone to randomly stop in the middle of the street, so you put your head down and carry on walking putting you back in you state of thought, wondering how someone was so determined to make the pavement you're walking on when you can't be determined to do each day, you then remember you are almost home but you know if you go home you will go to sleep and spend the long hours of the night awake and you will never get help. You look up to see your door. You hesently unlock it and step inside wanting the walk to end.