Torschlusspanik
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Mrs. Blank held my hand to stop the trembling and grab my attention, but my eyes did not budge from the clock in front of the desk I slouched in. I noticed the pink and red rose color my eyes began to form inside the reflection the glass on the clock showed to me. I hadn't blinked for hours.
"You know, Tanner, You don't have to do this if you don't want to."
I finally shot my eyes away from the clock but I began to flinch every time I heard the clock let out a tick.
"I know."
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