A mess in my head!

It seemed like he was waiting for me to say something.

I didn't say anything. There was so many thoughts in my head... so many questions.

Why was he here? What did he mean when he said he saw me many times before? Why is he still sitting here? All these questions were making me dizzy. I was afraid to stand, because I thought I would fall. 

"Why were you crying?"

No! I didn't want to answer. I didn't want anyone to know how weak I can be. I wanted to run. So that's what I did... well, at least tried to do. The moment I stood up everything was black. I knew this feeling, but I didn't want it to happen now. 

"Caitlin? Are you alright?"

"Yes... I'm fine."

However that was a lie. I wasn't alright. I felt sick. My head hurt and I couldn't stand straight. Why do I feel this way so suddenly?

"Caitlin!" that was the only thing I heard before drifting away. All I saw next was darkness...

                       …

I woke up in my room. My head hurt and I felt dizzy.

“What happened?”

“Sweetie are you alright?” my mother stood by the door that led to my room. On her face I could see unshed tears. It seemed she was worried.

“Mom? What happened? ”

“It seems you fainted. A boy brought you home. I think his name was Eric. ”

“Eric…”

And then I remembered my adventures in the park. I wanted to slap myself. How could  I embarrass myself? I was a fool…

“Caitlin? What happened in the park? Who was that boy?” mom patiently waited my answer.

“I don’t know…”

“Ok… Rest for now,” she looked at me and decided to not talk about it now            .

She left and I was left alone with my thoughts. My mind repeated only one question. Who was that boy?

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[wordman]

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[SoulWriter]

Thank you!:)

[wordman]

you are welcome