Tears sprang to my eyes. What was wrong with me?

These past few days the past came back to my mind a lot.

I wiped my eyes and tried to put the thoughts away. It didn't work.

The tears came back.

I wiped them again.

I had to stop remembering.

I ran the comb through my hair one last time and plopped down on the bed. I lay there staring at the glow-in-the-dark stars I had stuck to the ceiling.

I tried not to think as sleep slowly overtook me.