It was the next day, and it was of course Saturday, but I was feeling way worse than I was wanting to feel. I was taking my shower, and I just felt angry. I ate breakfast, and I just felt angry. I prepared to go to the YMPA, and I still felt angry.
I'm not sure why though. It made me even angrier that there was no reason why I was mad, I was just mad. Once I got sent to YMPA, I saw Mr. Drails standing there, waiting for me to come.
"Hello, Connor," he welcomed with a smile.
"Hello, Mr. Drails," I said with a nod. His smile was very "out there" and it was starting to get creepy.
As I prepared to enter the building, Mr. Drails quickly stopped me with his hands. "No need to rush now, just make sure you breathe in all the cheering alright. Be normal okay?"
"Why is this a pep talk?"
"Trust me, you'll see."
