A Boy In My Class Wouldn't Stop Crying. I Regret Asking Him Why

I linger for a moment and second-guess myself. I start to wonder if someone was waiting for me to get up.
But I can’t take the risk of waiting.
I spring to my feet, driving my aching body into a run.
It takes me too long to run through town, and I can barely remember where I am running. There is just an endless creeping shadow and the skeleton of what I used to call normality.
The town diner where I spent most of my time is now a meeting place for those who are looking for me.

Written By: Trash_Tia
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