Chapter 4

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Life is hard, I had an anxiety attack today at school and I was shaking rapidly, I couldn't breathe and I felt like I was suffocating. I had nothing to help me, so I sat there in the middle of the hallway at school.

Eventually I saw feet. I got nervous and the attack cotinued.
I shuck rapidly and I then I felt a hand on my shoulder, I was scared. Whoever it was, was probably horrified and thought I was a loser. I couldn't handle it.

I wanted to run home in the comfort of my very own room.. But the person was there it was real and if I ran I'd be making a bigger fool of myself. So I looked up weakly and slowly and began to try to figure out who it was through my tear filled eyes. It was a guy, he had light brown hair, green eyes, and I think he had a lip and ear piercing. He wasnt a popular kid but I think I know him. I sat on that thought for a while.... Dylan Warnik. He was on the swim team and was kind of cute in his own way.

His eyes suck you into this weird haze, which he broke me out of and probably thought I was crazy. Which was normal, it didn't make me feel good but it was.

If you can't tell my attack is over and he took my hand and helped me up. My face still drying from the tears and my eyes still red and bloodshot from crying. He said hi to me and said it back, he seemed nervous. Why was he nervous, everybody thinks Ina freak anyways. Well, besides him, I think... I hope.

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