Something is smashing my chest- and anchor, gravity. Soon I'll cave in on myself. I stumble upstairs and yank on the jeans and tank top I wore yesterday. Then I'm out the door, up the street, around the corner to the bus stop. Dad calls my name but I don't shout back.
To me this passage reminds me of how I feel sometimes about going to school or just how I feel day to day when I am feeling really low. Like I just don't want to do anything because I feel like everything is weighing me down. Whenever I'm sad, I usually don't like to talk and so I like how the book says that she doesn't yell back.
This set of words caught my eye because I can relate and I like the imagery with the way the words sounded together.
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