My sad life

Story 1

.•*This story is about a girl who has super bad anxiety and how she thinks in certain situations*•.

(Let's call her Rebecca) Rebecca wakes up and wipes her eyes. She goes towards the mirror closing her eyes sighing then re opening them. She frowns. She brushes her hair and puts on a bit of make-up. She takes off the make-up and puts it on again and repeats this process a few times until she gives up. She walks out the door locking it, then walking away a few steps. She goes back to the door and checks if it's locked, and again then walks off sighing. She checks her pockets to see if she had everything, she thinks did she take the keys out of the door and panicking, she searched for them. She sighs in relief as she finds them. She walks to school continuously checking her pockets. A few minutes later the bell rings and she hurries to class. She sits down and quickly checks she has her homework. She searches her bag for her pencils and pens and finds them. The teacher comes round collecting the homework as questions fill her mind like 'did I do it right?' , 'will it be good enough?' And 'what if I get another detention?' She hands the homework to the teacher and gets on with class. After a while the bell rings and she goes to break. She goes to a few people and shyly introduces herself. There is a pause and she starts to think again. "Did I say something wrong?' 'Will they even like me?' And 'what if I'm alone for the rest of my life?' The pause is interrupted by someone smiling and introducing themselves back. The day finishes and Rebecca walks home with her new friends. She parts and goes home checking she locked her door many times and goes upstairs. She does her homework and goes to lay on her bed staring at the ceiling and passing out because of exhaustion.