"What're you doing here, Anxiety?" Jealousy spits at me.

"N-Nothing... J-Just leaving." I stutter, quickly standing and rushing out of the room.

"Where do you think you're going?" Anger asks, shoving me to the ground. "Don't even think about standing."

I close my eyes and keep my head down, knowing that it was the only thing I could do. I finally hear footsteps echoing away from me. I pull myself up and rush to my room, quickly closing the door behind me.

No one will ever treat me like that again.