I can’t see out my back window, I can’t see my back window. My entire backseat is filled with helium balloons, from each balloon is a string with an envelop at the end. My hands gripped the steering wheel tightly as I started to hyperventilate. I honestly can’t breath, I can’t move. It feels like the car is getting smaller. I feel like I’m suffocating. I can’t do this, no where is safe anymore. Not school, not my car and not my home. I just want to give up, give in…I want everything to stop. I heard a banging coming from somewhere, somewhere far away…I want to be far away.
“Vanya!” I hear my name and then I’m shook. Snapping me out of it. I look up at Lacey. She is pale and worried. I can see it in her big eyes. She pulls me into her arms as she awkwardly leans into my car. I start sob
