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I was just a little girl when my first panic attack started happening. I was 11 going on 12. I was the only child at the moment. With John being a baby momma had to take care of him.father was always working at the bank. I was playing with my toys when suddenly I couldn't breath. I yelled for help as I started crying. Everywhere was moving." Wendy dear concentrate on your breathing." That wasn't my mother. But my nanny. Liza. I looked up at her as tears clouded my vision as I couldn't stop." Liza I'm scared!" I said as I hold on to my teddy bear that I clutched in to tightly." Sweetie you got this, now breathe deeply with me 1...2...3" I started counting in my head when I started to clam down. My vision wasn't blurry anymore. Once the panic was finally gone I looked up at her and quickly wrapped my arms around her." I am proud of you sweetie. Good job sweetie now how about we go make some chocolate chip cookies."
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Wendy didn't know how long she stayed on the floor, counting in her breathing's unaware of how late the time passed by. opening her eyes slowly she saw the dark night sky covered with flickering polar white stars.
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Lost
FantasyThings changed since Wendy left Neverland. Pan changed. Things got darker. Everything which was once fun and games had now come to a thing of survival. There is an uproar in Neverland; friend is pitted against friend, foes become allies in all names...
