Heart beating fast, sweat pulsing out of my palms, face a bright shade of cherry red,I look up
They scream at me, tell me to do it
Their voices echoing in my head like a recording of guilt playing non-stop

I feel bad, I know it’s wrong but who cares, if I do it at least I’ll get a laugh or two
I walk slowly up to her, and then I say it the most unthinkable thing anyone could say
I quickly make my way back to the table

The bus ride home was only fifteen minutes, but it felt as if time had stopped
All I could do was fidget with my hands and only begin to imagine what my mother will say

I walk inside hastily, pretending not to see her
I run upstairs and I cried
My face got hot, my eyes got heavy, and soon enough I fell asleep

I woke up ready to go to school; I had forgotten what I had said
I walk in and no one talked to me, nobody acknowledged me, no one even knew I was there

Then she came up to me and said the same thing I said to her
I started tearing up, realizing what I had done
I tried saying i’m sorry but sometimes sorry isn't enough

With a gasp of relief, I spring up in my bed sweat covering my forehead
I check my phone, the light blinding me for a moment 
I then realize it was all a dream
Well, more like a nightmare