Panem's pov
I woke up in the middle of the night freaking out , another bad dream and another sleepless night . All I see is his face. you see when i was young my father was rude , abusive and heartless . He wasn't always like that he was sweet he had a heart and he was a great father , just like how i was a good kid i talked to other kids i was polite and active but that all changed after my mother died . My mother was the reason me and my father were that way she was the most amazing woman i knew . I don't exactly blame my father for being that way but just the way he coped with his feelings he drank to not feel the pain but while doing that he wasn't there for me which made him a bad father i needed him and him the most and he needed me but my little daddy issues weren't the only problems i became socially awkward and i started to gain a fear of people and society which is how i got my label the girl with anthrophobia
Hey guys um sorry if this sucks im trying something new so um this is chapter 1 short i know but im still working on the others so comment what you think and i will answer with a reply or you can always dm me kk peace my beautiful people
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المغامرةmy name is panem and i have anthrophobia , whats anthrophobia you ask well i will tell you its the fear of people and society. And this is my story on how i live with it i may bore you its something i do very well , i don't tell my feelings and iv'e...
