I had hid in that stall until the bell rang for lunch, after that I went to the office saying I was sick, for some reason they believed me. I ended up going home early, locking myself in my room when I got home, not talking to my parents. I was scared, what if they found out, I cannot let that happen, I started to research what was wrong with me, nothing helped.
I got even more scared I didn't know what to do, it was like that one scene in every superhero movie when the kid finds out he has superpowers and start thinking what if the FBI comes after him and he start packing his stuff and leaving. I didn't pack my stuff and start to leave, I didn't even think about that because I lived in such a small town, why would anybody come for me. That was the question I wanted answered most, not what was wrong with me, what if they come for me, what would they do to me. I decided I'll just try to hide it, but it won't be that easy, whenever I speak of trying to get rid of it, it feels like it can hear me, I feel like it gets stronger and activates whenever I bring it up. That was the scary part, whatever it was, could it understand me?
