Blue berries and yoghurt. I always felt bad for throwing out food my mom put effort into. I decided to eat it seen as it was "healthy".
I barely stagged along the pathway until my legs brought me to school. My eyes were dry and stung, and my body ached as if I hadn't slept enough. I'm used to it though.
I struggled to keep my eyes open during first and second period, falling asleep in third and fourth.
Making no eye contact with anyone I begin walking out of class.
"Abigail? Can I get a word with you before you leave" my English teacher bothered.
I stumbled over probably just to hear what every teachers said to me the last five months.
I make eye contact which is quickly drawn away because of how stupid his hair looks.
"You haven't been yourself lately Abigail, A few other teachers and I are worried about you" he continued.
I was so nervous I might have puked. It was routine. But I'm always nervous. I decided to just cut him off and walk home.
He seemed startled
