I was simply Washing my hands.
I turned the tap of grabbed a towel and started to dry my hands when all of a sudden my breath got faster and my pulse became uncontrollable.
I had carried a darkness with me my whole life, now it grew dragging me to the floor. Swallowing me, drowning me. The cold tiles met my knees as I screamed trying to block out my own mind. It was no use. I remembered every insult every 'Joke' and every bad thing anyone had ever said to me all in a blur!
Tears were now running down my face and they burned like ice, I covered my ears now falling so I lay on the floor. I just wanted, needed it to stop make the pain go away! When would this tourture end? Need I live in fear of this darkness my whole life!
22:09
(10pm)
I Turned over on my bed thinking about how I had almost had three panic attacks this week already! It was Tuesday. I knew I needed to see a specialist but i am not one for talking about my emotions, my parents are dead worried and stressed! Ugh how selfish am I being?
I'm seriously making my Parents stressed and worried because i can't talk about my feelings? What's wrong with me god I hate myself. I turned over again in a attampt to sleep but I was wide awake. Not sleeping anytime soon apparently. I turned over again and shut my eyes tight but nothing would do it. God who knew sleep could be this hard? Life's just hard.
The next morning
I woke up late, do late that I checked my phone and almost had s flipping heart attack, it was 10 minutes til my bus came!
I jumped out of bed and started rushing around getting lunch, getting my uniform, packing bag, doing hair, grabbing P.E. kit, and rushing about til I ran out the house with a peice of plain toast, no time for butter! I ran up just as the bus was about to leave, as I got on everyone stared at me. God I must of looked a mess- wait I didn't recognize most of these people OMG was I in the wrong bus? I started to panic when my friend waved me over to sit with them.
They reminded me that there was new transfer students. They also mentioned how u looked a mess. Like thanks mate! Then I got worried so went to my pocket to pull out my phone to look and OMG IT WASN'T THERE what if I dropped it at the bus stop? Or when I was running I didn't see it fall out my pocket! I kept telling myself I had simply forgot to pick it up in the mad rush but at the back of my mind I was worried sick.
The bus drew up to the school and we filed out, I checked my timetable and great maths! An amazing way to start the morning. I walked over to my friend group, her Meredith! They greeted me, Layla gave me a lopsided smile as the bell went and we all split if to go to different math rooms, we was all in different math sets so I was only in the same set as Miya and Charlotte.
We arrived at the room and took our seats as out teacher miss yakobs told us to get out a five a day to 'wake up our brains' then we had a test! Today was going to be hard I could tell.
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It's Okay to not be okay
Short StoryMeredith is a young girl who suffers from anxiety and usual panic attacks. this is her POV of how she started high school, got bullied, and idk how to do this bio but read my first chapter to understand what kind of story this is! ⚠️TW: mental break...
