"Liar! Thief!" I screamed on top of my lungs while standing in the middle of a classroom. I threw the bag I was holding and turned around to face the person trying to stop me. I saw a familiar face, I don't know why I'm angry at her or what we are fighting about, but I couldn't seem to control my feelings and emotion no matter how much I try to calm myself down. I feel longing and hatred towards her at the same time.
"What's wrong Mitch?" she asked me as I looked at her. Her voice was full of fear and worry. Her hands were shaking, her eyes weren't focused and he was in an all over panicked state. She seemed confused and unaware of why I was angry at her.
"Where is it?" I yelled at her from the top of my lungs. "Give it back to me! Give it back!" I keep screaming. I looked around trying to look for something when another bag caught my eye. She was still trying to stop me and reasoning with me, but I couldn't see reason. I rushed towards the bag and immediately rummaged through it.
