Dread! ANOTHER drabble!
I sat down, before I gulped. I've dreaded this one moment from the very beginning... I knew it was inevitable, that I'd go through it eventually, but I thought I escaped it...
I thought I was doing everything right. This should not be happening.
But it was.
Somehow...
And I feared it.
I dreaded this moment. I just... didn't want it to happen. I never wanted it to happen.
I was sweating under everyone's knowing gaze, while I waited for the dreaded sentence.
"Daniel Fenton... You have failed."
With those words spoken, the world started to crumble everywhere around me.
Am I addicted to drabbles now? I think so... Anyways... 100 words EXACTLY!
