ClaustrophobiaI faltered @ 5:23 p.m. on March 08, 2003
Claustrophobia - Stuck inside a four wall barrier, I have no way to escape. The walls keep closing in on me, like a rapist waiting to strike. A grandfather clock lies against a wall. Its hands tick slowly forward. I look at it but turn away, it�s face becomes too frightening. Narrowing room cuts off my breathe, I *gasp* and *choke* struggling for air. Sweat drops appear on my temples. Exhausted by the bone crushing pressure. Hands stretched out, into the dark. Searching for an exit that isn't there. Finally I give up, completely drenched in sweat. Back against a corner, lying in a fetal position. I close my eyes thinking I'm about to die. Clock Strikes 1. *Tick* Clock Strikes 2. *Tick, Tick* Then strikes 3, 4 and 5. Suddenly a door appears and it opens wide. A figure steps in. Whoever it is I cannot tell my vision isn't clear. The figure moves forward pulls me up, asks if I'm all right? I do not answer but search the room. It's now back to normal. I�m helped outside. I can finally breathe. The figure says he is a doctor. I�m told I have claustrophobia. Which is why I cannot be closed up. Over the years the doctor helps me conquer my fears. I�m now back in the room that almost killed me before. I�m not intimidated by it anymore. It feels great to cured, it feels great to survive, I�m glad I don�t have Claustrophobia anymore.
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