I look around with the sudden feeling of falling. I look around at the vortex I am in. Everything is gone, I feel like I can't breathe. Just then, as I feel the pressure getting to my lungs, I see words ganging in midair.
I try to go to them, but I don't get any closer. It seems so close yet so far. The lettering looks foreign, but I know I can read it. It reads, "What do you want?"
I know the only way out was to answer the question l, but I had no answer. It was a simple question with infinite answers, yet I could not think of anything to say.
I had spent my whole life thinking about what others wanted that I had no opinion anymore.
I felt a lump in my throat as I stared at the words. I felt sick. My head hurt from thinking. Would I be stuck here forever, deciding?
I felt a tap on my shoulder. It was my teacher, Mrs. Wales. "Are you okay, sweetie? Class just ended."
I was back in reality. I'm sitting at my desk, staring at a blank piece of paper.
"Oh yeah, sorry, I didn't realize." I wasn't fine, but what was I supposed to say?
I leave the classroom. Would I ever have an answer?
