Theres 10 maybe 15 people in a huge room. But it feels so crowded. I cant breath, I wanna go away. They keep looking at me, Why are they always looking at me? Their whispers are so loud And their stares are burning threw my skull. They think I dont notice, But I do. They dont know that I know that they are all plotting against me. I know they are. They wanna destroy me. I know when their little secret meetings are. I know what they want. I'm not gonna let that happen. I'm gonna stop them. I bet they know that though. I swear they are stalking me, Looking threw my window, and reading my diary. So they know all about me. They know my weakness. They are looking at me again. Make them stop. It's 50 degress C in this room, But their stares are making me feel as if I'm melting. Thats what their doing, Their trying to make me melt. Well the jokes on them cause Im in a plastic bubble! They cant melt me OR my bubble.
12 lost souls uhm..... No alarm people, i only feeling this way thursday at school. man school is not a good place to feel paranoide at!
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