Fiction Stories

Frustration

It’s like I can’t breathe. My mind is racing and pounding. I block out everything so I can suffer silently. I hit the keyboard over and over but feel no relief, no satisfaction. Sometimes my roommate looks over at me and is wondering what I’m doing but she never questions it. I can’t take it anymore as tears are running down my face. I just want to curl up in a ball and sleep the days away. I can’t study in this condition. How will my midterms go? I get up out of my bed.

“Hey are you ok?” my roommate asks.

“Yea I’m fine. Just kind of stressed out.”

I make my way to the bathroom to get ready for bed and hope that sleep will be able to soothe the agony that echoes in my head. My mind is hazy when I wake up. I look to see the time because my alarm hadn’t woken me up. It was twelve o’clock. I had five minutes to make it on time to take my midterm. I skip the shower and head straight to class neglecting the fact that I am still in my pajamas. Running across campus I get to my class a minute after it starts and my professor has already locked the door.

“NO let me in!!! I need to pass this exam!!”

As I’m pounding on the door the professor doesn’t let me in I can’t help but think my life is over. After a few more knocks I give up and head back to my dorm. Nothing could make this day any worse. When I approached my dorm I went to go unlock the door but realized that in my mad dash out of the room I had forgotten my keys. Hoping the door was still unlocked I try to open it but unfortunately it was locked meaning that my roommate is in class. Deciding to bide my time until she returns, I head to eat. After an hour and half out of my room I decide to head back hoping she is done with class. When I get back to my room she is still gone. I have one last attempt to get into my room and that is to go through my suite mates room. I knock on the door and my suite mate lets me in to get to my room. When I get into my room I am relived and decide to just go back to sleep since I am done for the day. I will worry about my test at some other time. Right when I am about to fall asleep my roommate has returned from class and is making so much noise that I can’t sleep. I lay there and silently weep because today is not my day.