Sierra
I have tried to sleep with no luck. Every time I began to doze off, I kept having a horrible nightmare that someone was holding a gun to my head, dragging me away and tossing me into the back of a black van. After three times of that, I gave in. I have packed and unpacked four times to keep myself awake. It’s three in the morning, and I am utterly exhausted. I need to be ready in a few hours. To stop from falling asleep, I decided to sit on the floor. I am sitting at the bottom of my bed, hugging my knees to my chest, trying to comfort myself. I haven’t stopped shaking since this morning. I hate feeling scared and vulnerable.
There is one way which may help me calm down and sleep. It is something I would rather not go through with, but it is my last option. Hesitantly, I pull mys
