I stare blankly at the wall again, my heart rate starts to rise. I feel this energy taking hold of me. I clinch my hands into fists. And I remember. I get out of bed, sit at my desk and inhale. Voices telling me, that I won't make it, negative pressure covering me. All is silent. I exhale, remembering. I switch on my lamp, grab my pen and start studying. I'm alone in my dorm, alone in my quite little room. No one's there, as it has always been. I don't mind any more. For there's something I need to accomplish in my life, something that's worth living for. A coldness runs down my spine, causing me to shiver a bit. ~you could lose your life
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