The Down Hill Slope

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The days that followed were strange and uncomfortable. I started to feel sad and exhausted. Depressed even. I started to feel as if no one cared about me. And it only got worse as the week continued. 

I didn't want to get out of bed as the week continued. I was trapped. And I had the impression that no one would miss me if I left. But I was well aware that this was not the case. I have plenty of friends that care, right? yea. they care. they just are too busy to text me back. And I have Layla too. she cares for me as well. She would miss me. It's possible that I just need to see someone. Is this the reason why everyone claims college is difficult? probably. 


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