In the darkest and latest crack of night, I lay staring at the ceiling. Isolated from all forms of technology, left with only my thoughts. Fifteen minutes is all I am given to absorb all of these thoughts and feelings. Thinking this time period will pass in an instant, I did not know that I was very wrong.

When I began, the first thought that came to me was that of my friends. The good memories I had with them fill my head quickly and overwhelmed me with a sense of joy and happiness. This however, did not last long as old and recent memories of conflict and misfortunes invade. Memories of loss, hatred, solitude, and sadness started coming fast to the point to where I was on the verge of tears.

Then, memories of my family slowly started fading in. All I could think about were the terrible times I had with my family. With only a few good memories mixing in to what felt as though I was trying to make myself feel better, the massive list of unforgettable events I had dealing with my family brought a sense of dread to my heart.

Ideas of social media came suddenly since I would go there to find comfort and relief, away from the negative thoughts and misfortunes that haunted me. I felt a sense of hope and serenity as I thought about the wonderful communities I met and joined, fascinating ideas and stories I’ve read, and the memories others have shared with me.

For what felt like an eternity of infinite thoughts and bursts of emotions, it all came to an abrupt stop. Confused by this sudden change, I checked the time and was shocked to what felt like one to two hours was only fifteen minutes.