We walked in and the place was crowded like I've never seen before, something not as bad but just as close as the stock market.

For the first five minutes I was fine.

But then everyone just started multiplying. My breathing hastened, and my vision blurred. Not before long, my heart was racing and I was being choked by an invisible hand. I told my parents I had to get out of there, but they smiled and told me to quit exaggerating.

I rushed out of there before I would be trampled, but could not find our van in the parking lot. All I remember is running.

I found a bench somewhere nearby, in the deserted loading dock area of a neighboring store. I walked to sit down but never made it.

I woke up to my parents shaking me, telling me to come back to the car with them.

Wonder why I don't like eating in the lunch room?

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Today started a brilliant day. The sun was shining in my eyes when I woke up, it managed to get through the blanket I hung over my windows. The first thing I did when I woke up was play Israel, and have him tell me what a wonderful world this was.

I don't understand. It started so wonderfully. How did it end so horribly?

I don't know what I'll do now. What is there to do? For now I'm stuck in this old house, confined to a computer, where I'll live through a glass screen since the real thing is too much for me right now.

IMY