I can't breathe no matter how much I tell myself I'm okay. I can't see behind the curtain of tears. I can't move my body; it feels light and numb. I can't think... I... Crawling... Neck... Brain pins and needles...
"Scream out!! No one can hear you!!"
"Curl up in a ball on the ground!! Don't let them help you!!"
"Cry, cry!! More tears might relieve the feeling!!"
"Push them away!!"
"Run!!"
"We're gonna die!!"
"WE'RE GONNA DIE!!"
I lay down on my bed, back to the world, trying to calm myself from the sudden panic. No matter what I say, though, I can't grasp any calm feelings. I think I'm gonna die... Am I gonna die? I'm gonna...die...
