Tell me something that makes you feel lonely and cry in an instant.

Twelve. My mother doesn't sleep well. She took a sleeping pill to help her sleep before going to bed at night. My father is not at home at work. At one o'clock in the morning, I was awakened by the dream of eating fat meat, and then I began to feel queasy, becoming more and more disgusting. I lifted the quilt and ran to the bathroom. Before I ran to the toilet, I couldn't help throwing up. Then my stomach twitched wildly and tears fell down. I rinsed my mouth and cleaned up the vomit on the floor. My stomach still hurts like hell. I sneaked into my mother's room and told her that I felt terrible, but I couldn't wake up at all. I went back to the bathroom, sat on a small box full of books and rubbed my stomach. I feel sick when I rub it. I vomited many times for more than two hours. At that time, looking at the white light bulb in the bathroom, I felt that I was about to collapse, especially desperate and lonely. I would feel much more comfortable if someone accompanied me, even a dog.