Here is the weight of the world pressing in on me again like it did whenever I had to walk home. It feels like a brick on my heart, stifling the beating and the freedom to breathe I had felt before. It was one of those things where you don't know what to do. You cannot think of anything or anything you think of is accosted with other thoughts deeming it a "bad idea" with worse consequences. So you lie there bracing yourself to instantly become deaf and blind, or rather hoping to become deaf and blind so that you won't have to be part of their experiece.
			I thought these were intimate moments not to be shared while another person is in the room, presumed to be asleep or not! The only words that I can think to describe it are gross and tacky. I don't understand why they would do that with me in the room. The question pops up "Have they done it before while I was sleeping? And firgured it would be okay to do it again? Or was this the first time?"
		The fact is that I don't even want to think about these questions because I am afraid of the answer! In response to all of this, I don't know how I should behave. Do I tell her to not talk to me? Do I avoid her or ignore her? Do I tell her what happened and try to come to a compromise? I don't want to be kicked out of my own room but I don't want to wake up to sex sounds. period.