Walking without feeling my feet touch the ground yet certain my steps were heavy and sluggish while my head felt like swaying that my surrounding was slowly whirling, I was positive I was highly intoxicated not by liquor but by an overwhelming mix of emotion—fear, anger, pain, sorrow, and confusion. Though, I deserve a tap on my shoulder because I was able to get through the entire day in school mostly teaching in such state.
Presently, I was lying on my sofa with one foot and arm dangling limply and almost touching the cold floor. After so many months, I didn’t feel the need of drinking for I was already wasted. Before I knew it, I was lulled into a deep slumber.
*WARNING: VIOLENT SCENE*
Sensing something heavy pressed on top of me, specifically on my lower body, I lazily opened my eye
