Nana Cares

Amelia Forbes

My hands shook as I struggled with the lock.

Nana wasn't home yet so I had to let myself in with my key.

Tears brimmed in my eyes, blurring my vision.

Trying to wipe them away only made me cry even harder.

Honestly speaking, I felt stupid for crying.

How could I be so dumb? Why did for one second believe that today was going so well. That nothing would wreck the tiny confidence and happiness I had felt after talking with Ben.

Jason was right. There really was something wrong with me.

Finally managing to get the door open, I fled up the stairs and into my room.

As I plopped down, the small, rickety bed groaned in disapproval. I gave a bitter laugh, "Of course, everything in my life is against me." I said aloud, covering my head with a pillow.

Realizing now that I was completely exhausted, I felt my eyes begin to droop.

Just a few minutes of rest, I decided.