I sit in the corner by the fence as everyone casually eats their lunches. I anxiously pick at the skin around my nails, my mind racing with thoughts as urges seem to overcome any bit of sanity I once had.

”Fuck.”

I mumble, shaking my head as I try to focus on the pain instead of the thoughts that are racing through my mind. I swallow hard, turning my gaze away as I feel my fingers instinctively scratch at the skin on my thighs. I want to go back home and be alone already.