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Welcome to the panic room
Where all your darkest fears are gonna
Come for you, come for you
Welcome to the panic room
You'll know I wasn't joking
When you see them too, see them too

  1 Month Later//

    Its been a month. Everything is going great. Me and Billie are basically best friends. Melanie is like the sister I never had. All of the boys are like the brothers I never had and of course me and Danielle still don't get along.

  Billie also got a new dog. His name is shark and he's the most precious little thing ever. She sends me pictures of them together and I can't help but smile. It's not a coincidence to me that their eyes are similar in color. It's like they were made for each other.

 It's like they were made for each other

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    Everything was fine up until about 3 weeks ago

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    Everything was fine up until about 3 weeks ago. My fears started go get worse. My astraphobia would keep me from sleeping, My trypophobia made me physically sick and my fear of the dark made it so that I couldn't be left alone in a completely dark room by myself without crying like a fucking baby.

    The in-house therapist came in today for our monthly check ins to see how we were holding up with everything. I was now pacing back and forth in her office.

    "So how have you been doing recently?" She asked noticing me being so fidgety and not being able to sit down. "I've been doing horrible actually and its really taking a toll on me." I was now chewing my nails unintentionally.

   "Can you go into detail about it?"She then begins to write in her note pad.

  "Well my fears are getting worse as the days go by. I haven't slept in days since we've had all these storm, I cry everytime I wake up in a dark room alone, and that- that thing that has been staring me down on the bookshelf since I walked in is making me wanna vomit." I say with a slight raise in my voice pointing to the book shelf across the room.

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