PANIC
Your breathing becomes irregular.
Your hands become sweaty.
You feel nauseous; waiting to be sick.
Chest becomes tighter.
In- one, two, three, four.
Out- one, two, three, four.
Trying to breathe.
Throat is closing.
Tears are forming.
Trying to say something but the words won't come out.
Help.
Help me.
Someone.
Anyone?
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Dark Thoughts
Ficção AdolescenteSome thoughts that tend to come and go. Not necessarily uplifting either. Bits and pieces of the mind- my own mind. A series of short chapters that may or may not connect. Rated MATURE as this story may contain themes that may upset or trigger rea...
