Breathe. Breathe. Breathe.
My chest is clenched and my temples hurt and my heart is palpitating.
Relax. It's only for a while.
No, stop. I can't think.
My fingers are prickly and my back is sweaty and my breaths are forced.
Please go away. I can't handle another one. Please. Please!
I start crying and my body goes numb. I can't control my movements and I start thrashing wildly, trying to shake off whatever feeling this is.
I release a mangled cry as I concentrate all my energy into getting it to go away.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!!!!!!!!!!!
I am so frustrated, I don't want this, I didn't ask for this.
Please go away! PLEASE!
I scream for help, but my mom is not here this time.
I'm alone.
In a dorm room.
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Deep Breaths
Short StoryBree is struggling with her mental health, and to make matters worse, she's away at university. This book considers the various emotions and thoughts of a teenage girl learning to cope with anxiety and depression. *The events in this story are base...
