Post traumatic stress disorder
A disorder characterized by failure to recover after experiencing or witnessing a terrifying event.
The condition may last months or years, with triggers that can bring back memories of the trauma accompanied by intense emotional and physical reactions.
Symptoms may include nightmares or flashbacks, avoidance of situations that bring back the trauma, heightened reactivity to stimuli, anxiety, or depressed mood.
People may experience:Behavioral: agitation, irritability, hostility, hypervigilance, self-destructive behavior, or social isolation
Psychological: flashback, fear, severe anxiety, or mistrust
Mood: loss of interest or pleasure in activities, guilt, or loneliness
Sleep: insomnia or nightmares
Also common: emotional detachment or unwanted thoughts
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Noahs P.O.V
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"You don't believe your own boyfriend?" He looked me in the eye.
" I don't know what to believe anymore." I replied.
" What did he even say to you to make you think I would hurt you?" Finn tried embracing me into a hug but it didn't feel right...... I pulled away from the hug.
" Don't....touch me" I said as I pulled away. " H-how could I know if you're telling the truth? "
" How would you know If I'm not telling the truth." He started tearing up when he said that.
" I wo-" Right as I started talking again he walked out , in full tears . I saw him just walk out before my eyes. I started tearing up at this point. I made my boyfriend cry and walk out on me. What the hell am I doing. I never wanted to see him cry. I sat there. If I went to him I could have made things even worse . But not going to him made things even worse.
Seconds turned to minutes. Minutes turned to hours............. Hours turned to days. I stayed under the boardwalk waiting for him. Nothing...
" Fine. I don't care if you come back anymore." I murdered.
I walked away from the boardwalk leaving it. I'll see him eventually and then we can solve this. The right way. . . . I feel terrible. I just left him...... Didn't go after him....... Nothing. He could be over me by now. Maybe that thing I saw of Finn fading away as it turns monochrome. When I looked around all I saw was blood splattered.... From when we first kissed. Could that mean something now? That doesn't matter.
I walked back to my house . But I look straight down at my feet. I didn't want to look up in case everything flashed like before when I came to the beach 3 days ago. But when I kept looking at my feet color completely faded away. I was back to Monochrome. Did something happen to Finn? Or was this just like the other time this happened. I just messed up. Who cares about that right now , I haven't eaten anything since I left my house. I was starving. I couldn't run . I tried. It felt like something was pulling me back. I couldn't move. I just stood there. While there was a sharp pain in my stomach. I wasn't getting stabbed. Hunger took over and I couldn't do anything anymore. I looked at my hands and I could see my veins clearly. The red and blue flowing though my arms. I could only imagine what my face would look like right about now. I started walking slowly as I was near my house. Right as I was right at the door , when I grabbed my keys from my pocket I dropped them I was too weak to do anything. I tried picking them up.. But right as I did. I don't remember anything else. I just blacked out right then and there.
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the beach | f.w × n.s √
Fanfictionnoah schnapp. average teen, who decided to run off and take a walk on the beach. one day at the beach changed his life. do you believe him??