I shuffled to my blue circular seat.
I watched my friends fill up the other identical spots around me.

I smiled, and joined the conversation
they were having, in a already explosively loud cafeteria.

I grabbed my drink, cool to the touch.
I took a sip, then pain. All I could feel was pain. 

That’s how it started, it was immediate.
And the next thing I knew, I could only see black, a black horizon, of black nothingness.

I knew what was happening,
for it happened once before.

My head was down,
My drink was spilled,
My calm collected self gone.

I slowly lifted my head,
To see my friends’ faces.
They were struck with worry.

The pain came once more, and my head was down, once more.

But I lifted my head up again,
and was walked down the narrow aisle of seats,
Down to the office.

A punch of anxiousness spread through me like wildfire.

This mixed with the pain in my stomach, felt like multiple stabs and punches to my sensitive abdomen.

I started tearing up,
A whistling anger boiling up inside of me.

I asked myself over,
And over again.
The words on replay
In my mind.

How could I let this happen to myself?