Heart acke
Heart, beating fast as if we had reached the end.
Hands, shaking like the earthquake shoke the ground.
Mind, racing like kids on the playground.
It has to stop, i cant go on.
i think to myself.
As i stood up the room started spining and i had no control,
cried in my head that i could use some help.
When no one had heped me,my body shuted down.
And just like that i have had my first pannic attack.
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