It was morning. I didn’t sleep all night thinking about what possibly happened. I was so tired, but I quickly got out of bed because I had work. I took a shower. I brushed my teeth. I got changed. I looked at myself in the mirror. I felt a strong urge to... to cry. So I did. I sat on the bathroom floor and cried. I cried for so long that I was late to work. But I didn’t feel like going to work today. I called in sick and changed back into my home clothes. I just wanted to feel my comfortable bed. I wanted to hug the warm, soft pillows Julie bought me for my birthday. I lay down on my bed and fell asleep.