I skip the rest of my classes. I couldn't face seeing her again. It only distracts me to no end. I have to figure out what i'm feeling. I don't understand. I'm walking down the sidewalk when I see this old playground, overgrown with weeds and unusable for play; but perfect for thinking. That exactly what I need to do and a lot of it.
I lay, on my back, in the big tube slide. I take my IPhone out of my bag, put my ear buds in, and turn on my favorite play list. "Therapy" by All Time Low blasted as I lay my head back and began to relax. My relaxation was soon interrupted by my never ending thoughts.
Why didn't she say anything to me? Why does she stare? Am I really that weird? Do I scare her, Is that why she ran?" "My anxiety is through the roof right now. I need rest." I think to myself. I close my eyes and drift off to a comforting darkness that I know will soon dissapear.
I wake up with a start. For a second I couldn't remember where I was, as I'm calming dow I realize my music has stopped and my phone is ringing. I look at the screen and see it's an unknown number. I sheepeshly answer the call...
