Little had I just known I said that last part. Out. Loud. Holy. Crap. Mr. Solomon looked at me in utter shock. What had I just done? Why did I do that? Zach, my first crush, the person that convinced me there was no such thing as cooties in preschool, looked at me like he never even knew me, ever. I felt like I had just spilled my worst nightmare. Oh, wait. I. Just. Did.
"Ummmmm. Well…" I said trying to fill the silence that filled the room for wait, wait, wait, let's just make this even so just wait… okay for three minutes. Wow.
Even with me trying to fill the silence, both of them were still completely silent, just staring at me until five minutes after I tried to fill the silence, Mr. Solomon said only two words "Spill. Now."
So I started at the beginning "The summer between my fifth and sixth grade year I went on a mission with my dad. I went because he wanted me to learn, and because I would be a good cover, a family man and everything like that. The mission was to take down the COC. The COC ended up capturing us, and torturing us. That's not the nightmare though. The nightmare was the day they let me go, and the two days that preceded it. Those two days were the worst days of my life.
"Those last days, they gave me the worst torture of my life, they turned my chair to face my father's and they held my eyes open so I couldn't close them. They forced me to watch my father slowly bleed out, to watch him slowly and painfully die, with nothing to do but see the pain in my eyes as I watched him.
"I have seen that every night since, I relive that every night ever since then. No one knows, because I sleep for five hours every night between every other person's sleep, because I have night terrors, because I toss, turn, scream, kick, and beat the air, but no one ever hears or sees me, no one ever knows" And at that I broke down crying, me a strong girl, the spy, and person my father taught me to be flat out broke down and cried.
Mr. Solomon was still on the ground but now I saw his eyes tearing up, because my dad was like his brother. Zach just stood there once again jaw dropped. Wow. I really knew how to shut up a room.