Living With Animals

Chapter 37

Claire's P.O.V
Later That Day
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I throw the softball against the tree trunk, causing a loud bang and the ball to break.

I sigh in frustration, more anger entering my body. I take my softball glove off, and throw it against the ground- tears threatening to fall- but I'm able to hold them in. I sit down on the cement, taking a deep breath.

inhale

and

exhale.

inhale

and

exhale.

Inhale

exhale.

Inhale

exhale.
inhale
exhale
inhale
exhale
inhale exhale inhale exhale inhale exhale

I'm hyperventilating looking down at my shaky hands.

Inhale exhale.

shake. tremble.

goosebumps down my legs.

deep breath

turned into hyperventilation once again.

feel as though I have trapped myself in this cage.

Like an animal.

breathe.

breathe.

my chest rises up and down.

up down up down up down

slowed.

up
down
up
down
up down.

calmer as moments pass.

someone walks out here.

my breathing hitches, accelerating.

in
out
in
out.

don't panic. it's just a person.

no ones going to hurt you in this state.

anger has turn to full panic driven worry.

worry about pointless things.

whether my dad is going to yell at me for destroying the new softball and softball glove by throwing them against the tree and ground.

whether my mother will come out here and find me in this state, continuously questioning what's wrong- not giving me time to breathe.

whether Jacob  will come out here and see that this is how i've reacted to what has happened.

whether anyone will be here and i'll be embarrassed as they consistently make fun of me, never letting me forget I cried alligator tears like a 3 year old.

inoutinoutinoutinout
in out in our in out in out
in
out
in
out
in
out
in
out

in

out.

inhale

exhale.

Breath.

up.

down.