I’m laying face down in the wet grass. In the distance, I can hear them laughing.

I know I should get up. Shake it off and laugh about it for a while.

But I don’t want to.

I want to lie here and forget about them. Forget about the humiliation of what I had just done.

I have to get up.

But I want to stay here, in the wet grass, for a little longer.

I can hear some of them saying that they should check on me. That I might have hurt myself since I’m not moving.

I’m not hurt.

I’m humiliated.

I don’t want to stand up.

I want to stay here. And forget about everything for a little while longer.

Finally, I gather the courage to stand. I look back at my friends, all standing in a circle around the fire.

All of them laughing and pointing at me.

I decide not to go back.

I don’t want to face them.

I don’t want to face the humiliation they have prepared for me.

So I turn and leave.

And I don’t look back.

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