anxiety

C1: anxiety

>>dylann

most likely, I was freaking out. because I had passed out. and I had been thrown over my brothers shoulder. when my eyes opened, I saw the coy fish tat, and music tats.

"WI-" I began.

"shut it, short-stack!" my brother snapped.

"but bbbbuuubbbbaaaaa!" I whined.

"it's a baby needle. just five shots and we are out." he explained.

"it's gonna be five miles long." I said.

"no, stop it." he said shaking my body.

"whatever, what's it for?" I pushed myself to see where we were.

"your anxiety, short stack." he said.

"plus your panic attacks. just before surgery." a deep voice chimed in.

"dad, it's going to be a big needle. got it!?" I said.

"no, dyl pickle, we asked for the baby needle." my dad explained.

we appeared in the waiting room. and few teenagers sat. many were boys. with there moms and dads.

some stared in amazement how I wasn't fazed by my position in time.

I smiled, "hi." I have a small wave to a blond boy with long legs. he smiled at me.

"hello." he replied. his voice was kinda deep. his mum looked up and I looked down.

🎶🎶🎶

when I got home, I was really dizzy. "and then I saw a huge unnniiiicooorrrn!!" I squealed as my dad threw me down on the couch.

"bluR IT UP SCURR IT UP!! YOU BEAT TO MY SEAT!!!" I screeched giggling.

mhm .... blue and red and whiiiiite is our city colors and purple is a taste. wooooloooooloooooolooooo!!!

🎶🎶🎶

the next day I was on my laptop. my Twitter was exploding with notifications.

whereveryouarehemmo1996: are you okay, dyl?

grungepolariod :
girly, you got ur shots for sure.

canwedancelukehemmo:
@ anxiety are you loopy still?!
it's funny crap.

trustmewhenisayiamaunicorn:
.....can I say it freaks us all out when you didn't give us a daily fact about yourself.....but 'jeghsjdjdunicorn:&:&&:&:ndkdieje' wasn't even a fact.

i tweeted back, with a laugh.

fallenangelwithanxeity:
hello, it's me :)) you know, I love my babes and babies. babes are my guys and my babies are my girls (fact of the day) I can't even believe my mentions ... #getbetteranxietygirl is my fav hashtag ever :)) Ilysm babes and babies :))

i smiled ar my loving following. "how awesome are you guys?" I whispered.

a guy tweeted back.

5SOSLuke:
are you the chick that said hi to me? because you are totally awesome. your funny too!
'hi' was a down play... 😂 but you still qyyyuute tho 😂😂

i smiled and laughed. I had totally forgotten about him. what the heck did he sound like? look like? I decided to private message him.

1:56 pm - 11/02/14
FROM: @anxiety
heyyyyyy! it's me :) girl over the shoulder :) I really think you sound super nice and cool :) hope we could chat sometime! good-lovely-bye xx
-anxiety

I paused for a moment. what if this was some guy from the waiting room? a different one and not the tall blond? my mind races with confusion. then my anxiety began to go up, from 3 to 9 in five seconds. he is a creeper. a pedophile, maybe. but I want to see who he really is- nO! he can't be safe! so I'm just going to test him. I added something more to my 'note'.

p.s. - what color eyes do you have???

he had deep blue eyes, he wore a black and grey striped sweater and ripped jeans. he also had black high tops on. I remember everything. he was something to remember, alright.

"he isn't - he is something different. he could be anything." my voice shook. I close my eyes an take a shaky breath.

he could kidnap me. he could kill me. he could just do something drastic. I don't want to be the one to deal with it.

one more time, this is my anxiety level.

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-dyl