This is teenage madness.

“I'm sixteen with what I hope will be a long life ahead, but I'm willing to give…”

“What?" I ask. I don't get anything about this day. Everything is just off."Are …”

“This is Teenage madness. Trapped in a room knowing there's more outside. Trappe…”

“I can't help but think of the dance that I'm not going to.It's not that I want …”