Social Anxiety Disorder

epilogue

I woke up to hear a faint sound of birds and a chill of the early morning sky drift into my bedroom. I fluttered open my eyes gently as shuffled a bit in my bed, trying to gain full consciousness. I sat up drowsily, my hands on my bed frame to ensure I don't fall backwards. I gained the strength to get up and walk to my dresser, where I lazily brushed my hair and attempted to put on my contacts, which resulted in me putting two contacts in one eye. As I shuffled to the door, I felt a bit more awake compared to how I was prior. I walked down the stairs slowly, oblivious to the time. As I reached the kitchen area, I flinched at the loud, harsh sound the came from it.
"You're late for school- again?!"
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As I neared our classroom door, I felt anxiety creeping up my leg. My breathes where sharp and quick and my heart was beating rapidly. As I reached for the classroom's door, I tried to keep a steady breath as I prepared for the stares that where heading my way.
The door creaked open, rather loudly, and the class turned their attention towards me. I suddenly felt my face flush as I began to feel lightheaded. I struggled to get oxygen as the class fell silent.
The teacher shot me a look as to say I was in trouble. I dipped my head down, staring at the floor, as my feet took me to my desk. Following me where the stares of my classmates. I heard two people whispering about me.
"Probably just late for attention.."
"Yeah, I know right?"
I felt myself beginning to shake at the comments as my heartbeat grew faster and faster with every second passing.
I tried to restrain myself from having a breakdown as I shook in my seat. I could barley pay attention to what the teacher was saying. I tried to focus, but my mind just trailed back to the stares.
"Blah, blah, blah, Evelyn is a freak, blah, blah, blah..."
I felt myself suddenly paying attention. Did she just say I was a freak.. In front of the class?
I heard some people in the back of the class softly laughing.
My chest tightened as I realised that they where laughing at me.
I tried to take a deep breath, but I could barely collect enough oxygen. I sat in my seat, helplessly, trying to breath.. But I couldn't.
I can't.
I can't breath.
I am a freak who can't even breath right.
I felt as my eyes began to water and the room began to darken.
I can't breath.