No Sleep.

Your temples throb and your eyes feel heavy. Mumbled chatter and buzzing fluorescent lights pound at your ear drums. You feel nauseous, but you know you won't puke. You've already tried. You rest your heavy head against your numb hand. You want to lie your head down, but you can't. The teacher will lecture you if you do. You don't want to be here, yet you don't want to go home, either. You can't sleep at home. They'll get you if you do. They'll screech and attack. You can't escape. You can't breathe. You can't live, you can't sleep.