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Jun 2015
Claustrophobia confines me
Noise is muted
Time slows down
The sound of my racing heart fills the air
The world turns like a haunted merry-go-round
And my sight blurs
I gulp in stale air
The smell of mass body odour stings my nose
My palms are sweating
Fellow humans beside me turn into snarling aliens
My body shrieks at me to run
But the ground grabs my feet with clawed fingers
Panic is overwhelming common sense
I am losing my mind
A scream slowly rises to my throat
The doors open
One sigh of relief
And my body gratefully flies out into freedom
Never again
Joanne Chan
Written by
Joanne Chan  17/F/Australia
   Theresa Lie
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