Claustrophobia!
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MatureOngoing28m
Last published Tue, Aug 21, 2018
'I stare through the glass door separating me from the world outside. Extremely reluctant, I push the door open; step outside. Having claustrophobia and visiting Tokyo, Japan,do not work too well together. It's racing in the deepest of Carribean oceans, without the slightest clue on how to swim.'
(This book is very much dedicated to an old friend who no longer likes me, thankyou for the inspiration for this story, and the words that I couldn't find to describe what it's like to try and walk through a crowded corridor. I hope you read this someday and are proud of what you helped me accomplish.)
[I apologise if anybody finds this story triggering of depression or anything along that line, it is not intentional, this story is merely about me expressing how much mental health can affect you, this story is about a girl who has experienced many hardships in her life .]
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