Broken

The second week

   I was alone, no one wanted me, not even my parents.
   No one came to visit on the first day, of the second week.

   Second day of that week, a friend visited, at least I think he was a friend.
    " Hey, Wil!"
    " Hey." I breathed in a few times to catch my words, I hadn't been talking much.
    " Whassup man! Heard you got beat up!."
    " Er... yea." My breath hitched, I stopped breathing momentarily. A flash of it came back.
    "So, what it feel like." He inquired, myscheviously, moving twards me.  
   My breath came short and quick.
    "Get the hell out of here."
    "What're you gonna do about me, huh?" he mocked, approaching faster and punching me right in the diaphragm. I coughed, my breathing still rapid, and rising.
   Once my breathing was back, minus it quickening, I screamed and threw the pillow at him.
   My "friend" ran out of the room so fast you wouldn't even be able call out after him.
   I started to cry, it was pouring down my face.
   A nurse rushed in, mainly because she heard my scream. I was curled in fetal position, upward and rocking back and forth. I felt as if I was going to die, I was numb, I couldn't feel anything. I was dry heaving and coughing and shaking. I was furiously scratching at my hands and neck.
   The nurse tried to push me flat against the bed. Another nurse and a doctor ran in, still trying to hold me down.
    " We've got to sedate him."
   The next thing I knew was out, passed out.

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   I woke up with bandage on the back and side wrapped around my neck and on my hands.
   My breathing had calmed, I wasn't panicing anymore. I knew what had happened, it had occurred before.
   It was a panic attack, I wasn't sure why I had started to seize however.
   I stopped eating and only drank water, sometimes eating just the fruits and vegetables.
   I continued to rip at my scratches even after they scabbed over. They scared in strange shapes as I ripped them so much they weren't lines.
the nurses continued to wrap my hands.