I’m trapped, trapped in this shell of loneliness. No one can understand what it is like to be me. The crippling fears, the anxiety, the nervousness; It’s unbearable. I can’t even make friends, I’m afraid to be social. I cannot tell anyone my feelings, it’s too difficult. There is only one person who can reach me through the shell, one who I can be comfortable with; who I can share my feelings with, and can help me overcome my fears. I have not found her yet, I have only had a glimpse of her. It was ages ago, in a dream. It was short, but I felt calm and happy. When I woke up, I felt at ease with the world. Later, I realized that it was only a dream, a person like that doesn’t even exist; I’m stupid for even thinking like that. I am destined to be alone.