Alright. . . now this one was too true feeling not to be real and extremely sent me off the edge. Here goes. . . . . I woke up and was in my old bedroom in my old house. I was not alone though. There were other people my age in the room and there was a pool table right smack in the middle where they were all playing accept for my dead brother and I.My brother was sitting in his ussual straight jacket in a wheel chair across the room from me, an I. . . . I was chained down to a bed. Clearly it was a mental hospital. I was squirrming and screaming for someone to let me up, but everyone just ignored me, accept for my brother, he was sitting in his chair laughing at me in a rude way. Next thing I know this guy that I liked came over to my bed and asked me if I would like to play a game of ping - pong with him. I was like " how am I suppsed to play all chained down to this bed?!" He was like " I will play for you." He got a board with a net and put it between him and I. Then he was like " my serve!" He ponged the ball at me and it hit me between the eyes. I screamed soo loud, and my brother laughed harder right along with the guy I liked. Next thing I know this guy who ran the mental institution came in and asked " Well hi my pretty flower! How are you today?!" I screamed at him to un chain me. He thought about it with the interuption of my brother saying "Don't do it. Don't let her go." Well he unchained me, but what he did next sent me into a breathing attack in the nightmare and in my actuall sleep. He took two safety pins. He stuck one in my right forearm and attached the chain to that, then he attached another safety pin to the end of the chain and pinned that one to the palm side of my wrist, stuck another chain to that and pinned it to the floor. Now I acctually felt this in my sleep and started my hyperventillation. Then I stood up and twisted around trying to break free. It did not help. It twisted my skin apart and made me bleed and the floor started bleeding where the pin was stuck in it. Then I started breathing even harder and I fainted. I woke up when I realized that I was not breating at all in my sleep. It was like I was holding my breath - but it was not me making any effort at all to do it. How it changed my life:I AM AFRAID
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