A painful experience.(WORK IN PROGRESS)

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a story about when i was at my aunt and uncle's house in north Carolina, i was in the pool until i felt...Pain???? read to find out what happened.All Rights Reserved

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.The day it happened.(literally independence day/july 4th)
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"Help me..." I said but no words came out- it was voiced in my head. My body hurts, littered with scars.

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I was confident that I would tear the wrapper off. Dad usually does it for me but he wasn't here right now. My first attempt was poor... I tried to open it up again but failed miserably. I was getting very anxious and annoyed. I put my index finger and thumb on both sides of the pop tart wraper like dad does, and pinched it attempting for it to unwrap. But when I looked at it - there was no differace. My skin started crawling and I was getting very hot with anxiety , I was so frustrated and mad that I picked up the pop tart and threw it across the room getting a loud thump in response. "Ugggggghhhhh" I yelled at nothing in particular with tears rolling down my face which blurd my vision. I slid down on the counter still screaming in annoyance. My heart hurt so much , my head was pounding ,my body felt hot. It was like I was fighting with the air around me. I was hurting with no pain.

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