Last night I had a panic attack. The Mystery Girl saw me have a panic attack. She said, "Everything is okay. I am not going to hurt you." My heart slowed down a little at the sound of her voice.
She said, "Don't worry I will ask you out another time." So I still have a chance to be with her. I still have hope.
I am still sore from that panic attack. I was visibly shaking and my hands were trembling. I couldn't breathe. It was as if my lungs forgot how to circulate air in them and my heart couldn't stop pounding against my chest.