Oh gosh… I can’t take this stress.
Thoughts spinning. Hearts racing.
“Tilly do you need to go to the nurse?” Mrs Stacy asks as she shes me struggling to breath.
I better not have a panic attack… Not in here. There are so many people in here. I don’t want them all staring at me.
I ask to go out in the hall.
I make my way out into the hall and lean on the lockers.
My heart is pounding. My hands are tingling. I can’t breath. I can’t see.
All of a sudden I’m on the floor, gasping for air.
I hear My teacher “Tilly, I’m going to call the nurse. Okay?”
Her words sound fuzzy and burred as I try and piece them together.
Stars fill my eyes till I’m passed out again…
I wake to the mean nurse hitting at my hand.
Ugh… Not again.