Panic Attack
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Ever since it happened she has had them. When her breathing gets hitched and she can't control her tears. Ever since it happened the memories have haunted her. No one could help her. No one really tried. Then he came. He actually tries. Not just shoves pills in her mouth. Her walls were so high though. She rarely lets anyone in. Ever since it happened she guards herself. There's no one to hurt her if there's no one at all. She's been to support groups, therapists. Nothing works. After a while it didn't really matter. Nothing helped. Ever since it happened . . . she has been panicked.
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