I lower my wand and turn on my heel and run up the stairs, leaving a heavy silence behind me. My breaths are coming hard and fast and I need to find a place to hide. After a few more turns I stumble in a bathroom. I’m feeling nauseous and my sight is going blurry while sweat is running down my body. I stumble to a toilet and reach it just in time before all the food that I ate comes out. After the first wave I gasp for breath and just have enough time to bow over the toilet again for the next. In the end I can only dry heave as there is nothing left to throw up. 