She looked my way, and I mentally panicked.
Did I not belong with them? Was I intruding on their time? I want to leave. I can't just leave though...
When I get scared and have these kinds of thoughts, the only place I can hide in is in my own head. Like a snail hiding in their shell house, I tuck myself and my thoughts into my mind.
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Those little thoughts
Non-FictionJust a few of those little thoughts you wish you never had. My main account is always trying to be positive, and I need the world to know that I'm not perfect.
