"Hi" he said nervously, his voice was shaky and he was looking at the ground. I mumbled, "hi"... My dad cleared his throat awkwardly and said "well it was nice seeing you Lance!". "you too sir." Said Lance. "See you later, bye" said my parents. And that was that.
Finally we got home and i ran to my room slammed the door closed and locked it. I plopped on my bed. I had millions of thoughts bouncing in my brain. I couldn't think straight. I felt like running out of the house and forgetting about everything that happened. I felt a huge lump in my throat, and It was so big I thought I was gonna explode. I started crying and sobbing worst than I have ever cried. My life was OVER, or at least I wanted to be. I felt terrible and I think I was going crazy.
