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12- Panic

Gerard

I was panicking and it hurt. My lungs and throat felt tight and the rest of my body felt unnatural and wrong. It was like my soul had been put in the wrong body. That somewhere out there, there was someone going through the same thing at the same time. a girl who felt she should be a boy and me, a boy who thought he should be a girl.

This was a code pink and it was a bad one. They usually only lasted a short while but this one had been wracking through my mind and exhausting me all week.

It hurt, the constant fear of judgement from those that I called friends, the rough wheezing of my breath as I struggled to breath and the sharp pricks at my eyes as I battled the tears that threatened to fall. A few would escape but the rest were held back, yet ready to face the effects of gravity.

My phone beeped and the screen lit up from it's place on the flood beside me. I shakily picked it up and read the message from Mikey; Frank is coming over to help you. it read.

I knew it meant well, I really did but the panic took control and again and let the floodgates open. Tears cascaded down my already red and blotchy cheeks and a pained sob ripped through my body.

He couldn't see me like this. He would only hate me more than a already does.

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okay so.... that happened...

wow I didnt know I had that in me. is it bad if I was almost kinda speaking from experience