Chapter 7

The Scariest Trap

Eva

On days like this, I feel my skin too tight. Unfitting. I want to rip it completely off, throw it away, run out from it free. But I can’t, because I’m trapped.

It’s like the sky’s so heavy that it keeps pressing me closer to the ground. Breathing gets harder by the second. There’s this huge snake, wrapped around my chest, tightening its hold more and more. I choke on all the thoughts, suddenly flooding my mind. Why can’t I turn them off or slow them down?

Words go unspoken, unheard. They get stuck in my throat. I need to scream into the empty, open air, but all sounds dissolve into the vacuum of the dark void, surrounding me. My mind’s vibrating so loud that I have the urge to put my hands on my ringing ears and silence it. I’m getting dizzy with the overwhelming feeling of fear. The impending doom hanging over me.

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