Everybody has already gone home from school, and even the after school activities have all gone home. I texted mom a while back and told her that I had made it home and would call her later. Lie. Lie. Lie. Even though my breathing improved and I finally felt ...
Each time I thought about it, I would feel worse. I had not been lying there long, when someone knocked on the door. I so desperately wanted to be alone, but that would be too easy. “Who is it?” I asked. “It’s me, please ...