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For all the schizophrenics with that urge. To all the people who have overcome.


She walked into the room. She felt horrible, and the urge to run away. But she didn’t. She sat down in a seat after getting a ticket and stayed right where she was at. Anxiety. Boy, it had her. She sucked in a breath. She tried to calm down, but it would not let her. She tried to think about getting a reward for herself for coming this far and going out. But that didn’t help very much. She was frozen. Stiff. She couldn’t take it. But if she left she wouldn’t get the money she needed to live. So she stayed and went through the whole thing. She walked out and she took a breath, before speeding to her car. She was done. Now all she had to do was get home. And things would truly be complete.

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Short-Short Story
Created on 9/ 3 /2018
| Schizophrenia |

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