Paranoia

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I didn't choose who I like.
I always thought that I'll never get caught and that I was a carefree person.
But guess what?
My heart raced like I was being chased by a train when I realized that I might be spotted hanging out with her.
And I had a lot of 'what ifs' running on my head that I panicked like I was about to be a slaughtered chicken
And that I'm watching the person who was going to butcher me, sharpening their knife.
My hands were shaking really badly
And I for a second I couldn't breath
I truly hate being paranoid.
But I keep having this believes that all eyes were on me and everyone surround me are sent by her to infirm her about my secrets.
And I'm afraid.
And I'm losing my mind.

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