I frown, "I..." I couldn't help him, and trying to would worsen the problem. I felt horrible, all my life, or what I could remember, had been spent helping everyone anyway I can. I had nothing else to do, and every attempt of helping myself was failed. Inside I felt frantic, helpless, and hollow I wouldn't feel better until he was ok. The only thing on my side was that my outside composer was calm, and for the confused gatherers this ment things where under control, because most of them didnt know better, most of them have never felt pain like Karris or Lysie or even me, they didn't understand that the world was crueler then any gang of bulliers or group of kids that feared and shunned you.
I pull my fingers through my hair, waiting was the game I lost the most. I needed this win, but I needed the good win, not the bad.