she was so angry. At the world, at her friends who never spoke to her anymore, at herself. She sat on her bed, cluching her pilliow while her breath came in shallow breaths, trying to contain the hysterical sobs that were threatening to bubble up. ” i won’t cry, i wont cry,” she spoke only above a whisper to herself, but the mantra was no help, as her thoughts contiued to scramble back and forth through her muddled brain, she wanted to scream at anyone, hurt someone, just do something to let it out. It was suffocating her, and she didn’t know what to. There was a sudden squeak, as her door opened a crack, and her small kitten walked in. She wanted to cry, she felt as if she had failed the small kitten, haden’t given it enough love. Swept with an overwhelming sense of sadness that washed out her anger, she realzied all she wanted was a hug. Her mom walked into her room as she sat upright, and walked away. Left alone, again, with the softness of her pillow, and all she wanted was a hug, that no one would give.