Anxious

You are not sleepy, and you don't feel like bothering Nurse Jennings. And seeing how it is a bit to late to back out of this experiment now, you decide to just wait it out. However, there are no books or a television set, not even pencils or paper to write or draw.

However, despite the lack of entertaining activities, you feel too anxious to focus on any of that. You end up walking to the center of the room and pacing, unsure what is bothering you. You go to lay down in bed, but find you don't need to, or don't want to. You go to the door, noticing a small sliding peep window. You look out of it, but you only can see the dim light blue corridor and its dark floor.

"Why am I so jittery?" You ask yourself as you backtrack to the middle of the room.

Written by Tolbat Raines

Stomach Pains

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