No…no…no, thi-this can not be happening to me right now. A few people seemed to have noticed my fall down the steps. I don’t want help. I don’t want people to notice me. I just need to get away as fast as I can. Why did I just trip? Why was I not more conscious of my my movements? Why was I not looking at my feet? Why did this happen to me? They all saw it happen, they are gonna pocket that memory of me falling for when they need a quick laugh. They are never going to forget me. I want to run but I don’t want even more attention on myself. With my head down, I quickly get up averting all eye contact keeping my head down to watch my feet to make sure I don’t trip yet again on my walk of shame out.