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May 2015
Imagine you are in a pitch black room.

smash

Your blood starts pumping and you can feel your heat beat faster and faster.

foot steps

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whispers

Then the sharp ice cold knife is pressed to your neck.



This is how I feel doing a speech or going out in public. XD
Written by
Nikita  22/F/New Zealand
(22/F/New Zealand)   
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