Ella_Midoryia this one's for you
you back against the wall, tears stinging your eyes, your breathing staggering, body trembling. a panic attack.
you're so delicate. knees against your chest, heart beating too fast, uncontrollable tears.
you feel a gentle touch, hear a soft voice. Mr Styles. he encourages you to follow his breaths. in, out. in, out. in, out.
and you do, taking in breaths. in, out. in, out. in, out.
'jus' like that' he praises.
you keep going, body no longer trembling, breaths no longer shaky, tears no longer falling, heart no longer beating fast.
'i'm okay. thanks Mr Styles' you thank him.
he helps you up, on shaky knees. then let's you lean against his side as he guides you to his office. there he assists you, giving you water.
he's seen your worst before, always to the rescue. he's always finding ways to calm your nerves and stress. always making sure your okay.
'alright.. i'll give you a late pass' he begins to write on paper.
you walk to your next class, feeling a weight off your shoulder.
school can be daunting at times. but with the right help, anything is possible.
