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I sat there, a bead of sweat dripping down the side of my face as my chest hurridly heaved up and down. All I wanted to do right now was sleep, but I have issues with that as it is.

I looked at the camera that was placed in my room just a few hours ago, my eyes saying, "I hope your happy, look at what you've caused."

My body felt cold, yet my room was an oven. I was abnormally sweaty, dispite my body tempature. It was a cold sweat, sticky and uncomfortable.

The feeling that resinated through out my body was pulsating like a horrible headache. My figure hurt and I felt as though I would pass out. I couldn't think properly, but at the same time, thoughts were running through my head at the speed of rapids.

What if they're watching you? Someone could die tomrrow. You should never check the door, someone could shoot you. (Sister) might be choking in her sleep. (Brother) is going to get taken away by CPS because you failed. You're going to fail the nineth grade.

None of these thoughts made sense! Nothing was corralated with the other or even relevant to the situation!

They still kept storming through my head, tears now streaming down my face, making a damp spot on the sheets below me.

I put my hands over my ears in a feble attempt to stop these thoughts.

"Please... all I want is sleep."