My troat is closing

Faster.... faster....faster

"I CAN'T BREATHE!"

I want to shout at you, but I can't.

Why did you have to call on me?

Of the 25 students in this room, why me?

My throat has closed up completely now. 

I drift away to my own perfect world now, hoping that when I come back life has moved on

But you are all still staring.

Waiting for an answer.

I can't give you one. 

Because I just can't breathe.