Feelings 

I sit up, as I feel the pulse in my head, I want to scream out with rage though there’s nothing to hear it, nothing to hear it but me. 

The anger begins to overwhelm me as I feel it swelling around in me, spreading everywhere. 

Suddenly, there’s a lump in my throat and tears start pouring down my face with no one to comfort me. 

I roll around on the ground not knowing what to do with myself, I feel something indescribable, unbelievable. 

I disappear into my own world of fear and anxiety. I want to shout. I want to tell someone how I feel but my voice is trapped inside me. 

Everything is a blur with tears. I’m alone and terrified, I curl up into a ball crying, silently, alone. 

I finally found my voice and shouted, but nothing heard it, nothing heard it but me. 

 

This week I wrote a poem about feelings.

 

We made a poster with all the feelings on it.                     

 

We also made tartan kilts.