Mental damage

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I awake to the familiar sound of the hologram singing a tune, signaling a call. Thinking nothing of it, I lay back down only to shoot back up five seconds later. We turned the hologram off after my stalker call.
I start screaming and sobbing, terrified of what's behind that door, on that screen. "Who turned it on? Who's calling?" My mind races with questions when my door shoots open. It's Justin. He probably heard my commotion considering he has the room next to mine. He runs in and embraces me. For once, I let him. I realize the hologram's still ringing. I hear myself start to wheeze. My lungs feel tight, like someone's squeezing them from inside my body. "LET GO!" I scream at Justin thinking its him squeezing me. He lets go and my lungs get worse. I'm not wheezing anymore. I'm not breathing. "MOM, DAD, APRILS NOT BREATHING!" That's the last thing I hear before I black out.

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