Raven made it back to the home and up to her room just in time for the break down.
She lay on her bed, huddled into a fetal position. Hugging her legs to her face, Raven let out cry after shrill cry. Ravens body started to convulse, shaking violently as if she were lying on a live wire. Suddenly, in a flurry of motion Raven thrust out her hands, gripping the bed frame and ripping up the blanket. She arched her back and screamed out as if someone was driving a red hot metal spike into her core. Violently Raven threw herself against the bed again, trying so hard to slip into it forever.
Raven scurried to the end of her bed and threw up, and then it was over.
She lay on her bed for a while, breathing, thinking, focusing. She needed it to stop, to cease forever so she could live and stop this worrying. She lay on her bed until she fell asleep, still in her tear soaked clothes.
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