The voices in my head

The voices in my head

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I was hyperventilating, I couldn't breath, my eyesight was going blurry and my body was going numb. There was only one thing that could be making me do this, I was having a panic attack. First proper story sorry if there is mistakes. Please don't copy my story.
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