The terrified cry of a girl,
An overwhelming cloud of darkness only above me, like a backpack on your first day of school, aching my bones, pulling on my jaw.
It's strangling my breath
At a worrying rate.
What if I see them?
No.
What if they see me?
*it won't be for long*
No!
It's forever, it's pulling my stomach inward in an awkward position that I can't make a sound.
