The Special Ones

The Special Ones

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The voices that haunted my head, the ones that always seemed to be there, again bombarded me with doubts and indecision. Again, my panic caused me to second-guess myself, and my fear of crowds took over. I started hyperventilating. Somewhere, in some other world, I could hear my father asking me if I was okay. But I wasn't. I was nowhere close to okay. I fell to the floor, curled up in a ball, and listened to the voices. "They will never accept you." "You're a freak! Do you really think they'll want to be your friend?" "Remember the fire at the last school? The one that you caused?" "Remember the smoke? The screaming?" "The scars should remind you that you shouldn't be here." I spiraled into uncontrollable panic and passed out, right there on the floor.
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