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- Thread starter Lystrialle
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I wrote a weird thing I'm sorry
I try not to think about what I'm not supposed to think about. I try not panic, but there's so many people. I try not to panic but I'm all alone. I try not to panic but the world is laughing at me, crumbling and mocking me for not being able to do anything. I try not to panic be cause it's my own fault. And it creeps up my spine again... And now its loud and everyone is yelling and no one knows I'm here and no one knows I'm scared. And I try not to think about what I'm not supposed to think about. At least no one will see me like this. I try not to think about them; I'm not supposed to think about them. And now people shout, and I jump. I curl up on the chair. And now it's dark and loud and crowded and uncomfortable and impending and impossibly isolated and I breathe rapidly, shallowly, trying not to cry. But I cry. And my breathing becomes more messy. And I don't remember hiding my face in my knees but I did. And I can't think about them, I can't, I can't, I can't let them take over today, this is a test. And they're upset because they have to watch me put myself through this. And I just cry. My breathing is better. But then another loud noise. And I jump and someone is closer than I thought and they don't even know I'm here and my breathing gets worse but not as bad as a moment ago. And I notice a movie is playing in the background. And I realize I was looking for distractions the whole time. And I stay nauseous throughout the whole movie. And I text my friends and act like nothing happened because nobody noticed and nobody will and that's how I want it. But it isn't true; they wanted to help. And it wasn't as bad as it could have been, not nearly so. A little sadness never stopped us before, right? Wait I wasn't supposed to think of them. Did I pass or fail? Or did I break the test? I don't know. My nerves are still filled with light static. I'm still a little nauseous. It may happen again, later on after school, in fact I'm pretty sure I will. There's something I need to do and it will cause this again. But it will be good in the long run, right? Or maybe I should wait. No, like everything else, if I wait, it won't get done at all. I need to do this. I hope they're okay with this.
I try not to think about what I'm not supposed to think about. I try not panic, but there's so many people. I try not to panic but I'm all alone. I try not to panic but the world is laughing at me, crumbling and mocking me for not being able to do anything. I try not to panic be cause it's my own fault. And it creeps up my spine again... And now its loud and everyone is yelling and no one knows I'm here and no one knows I'm scared. And I try not to think about what I'm not supposed to think about. At least no one will see me like this. I try not to think about them; I'm not supposed to think about them. And now people shout, and I jump. I curl up on the chair. And now it's dark and loud and crowded and uncomfortable and impending and impossibly isolated and I breathe rapidly, shallowly, trying not to cry. But I cry. And my breathing becomes more messy. And I don't remember hiding my face in my knees but I did. And I can't think about them, I can't, I can't, I can't let them take over today, this is a test. And they're upset because they have to watch me put myself through this. And I just cry. My breathing is better. But then another loud noise. And I jump and someone is closer than I thought and they don't even know I'm here and my breathing gets worse but not as bad as a moment ago. And I notice a movie is playing in the background. And I realize I was looking for distractions the whole time. And I stay nauseous throughout the whole movie. And I text my friends and act like nothing happened because nobody noticed and nobody will and that's how I want it. But it isn't true; they wanted to help. And it wasn't as bad as it could have been, not nearly so. A little sadness never stopped us before, right? Wait I wasn't supposed to think of them. Did I pass or fail? Or did I break the test? I don't know. My nerves are still filled with light static. I'm still a little nauseous. It may happen again, later on after school, in fact I'm pretty sure I will. There's something I need to do and it will cause this again. But it will be good in the long run, right? Or maybe I should wait. No, like everything else, if I wait, it won't get done at all. I need to do this. I hope they're okay with this.
^Nonono, like wow in a good way
We have homework to write a story and that was a gud one ^^
oh thank you^Nonono, like wow in a good way
We have homework to write a story and that was a gud one ^^
RIP timing.
WTF is timing anyway.
Well at least their voices are better now hehe
https://clyp.it/juigus5i
WTF is timing anyway.
Well at least their voices are better now hehe
https://clyp.it/juigus5i