23 October 2012
Breathing becomes quicker and more heavy. Your eyes grow dry, every second that passes your blood boils more over its limit. Tears, then the realisation overcomes you and you take your bracelet that was right next to you on your bed an throw it at the piece of wall directly in front of you above the radiator. The beads trickle one by one, slipping from the thread that held it together and then bounce and fall to the ground at your feet.
You cup your head with both hands, your sleeves now covered in water and your friend staring at you in confusion of what to do to help you calm down...
Rage! • Opuss № I