My body screamed with exhaustion. My limbs were stiff, my throat burned, and my eyes throbbed from a night filled with tears and fear. I hadn't slept, at all last night. Every sound had twisted into a threat, every shadow into a lurking figure. I was still alive, but I didn't feel alive. I felt like a ghost wandering in my own skin.
As I sat up on the bed, my body swayed. My knees gave way, and I caught myself on the edge of the mattress. My breath came in shallow bursts, like I had run miles without stopping.
I couldn't do this anymore.