I think I'm going to write a story and this ones special.

Here is a preview.

I am currently siting in my chair typing this on my laptop. It's late and I am surrounded by my messy desk. My desk has a lot of stuff such as binders, papers, water bottles, and some random books, etc. I am holding tears back, although its foaming below my eyelids and its making my vision blurry. I'm surrounded by small noises around me. My brother's beatbox, his loud footsteps, dishes being washed downstairs, and the cars driving by my house. I sense many feelings as my fingers slowly and calming type this up. The main feeling i'm having right now is r-

*swoosh* *chack* *swoosh* "ah" I flinched.

That was the sound of my parents door opening and closing softly. It seams my mom has entered the bedroom. The reason i'm worried/alerted would be the fact that I keep thinking, What are they talking about? Is it about me? Could it be about that?

About a minute later *swoosh* *chack* *swoosh*

Ah... I see it must have been my mom who dropped off some food, maybe a fruit to my dad.. Because he hasn't eaten dinner... because... of.. me...

If I could turn back time. I wish I could. I wish I could go back an hour ago and fix the mistake I made.

The feelings... or my main feeling is

Regret

something I cant and will never be able to forget.

I will hopefully one day beat it..

but today.. is not that day.