Saturday, October 1, 2011

Panic

My heart races, pounding so hard that it feels like it will explode out the front of my chest.

My breathing is getting shallower, faster, until I hyperventilate.

The tingling starts in the center of my cheeks, then spreads throughout my entire face.

Hands shaking, I attempt to punch the number in phone.  It takes 3 tries.

Tears silently stream down my face
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I hit the send button.  Time stops.  I want this moment to be over.

"The number you have reached is no longer in service," the disembodied female voice informs me.

Relief floods through my veins as I press the end key, drained, and sink onto the bed.


 I wrote this post in response to this week's prompt at Jenny Matlock's Saturday Centus.  
WORD COUNT - 100 WORDS PLUS THE TEN WORDS OF THE PROMPT. Total word count not to exceed 110 words.
STYLE OF WRITING - ANY
USE A PICTURE THIS WEEK IF YOU LIKE
THE PROMPT THIS WEEK IS: "The number you have reached is no longer in service"


Jenny Matlock

10 comments:

  1. If you can make me actually start to panic with the written word then you've done very good!~Ames

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  2. A LONG time ago I used to have panic attacks, so I know just how she felt! Good work on this!!!!

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  3. I really felt this one. Good work!

    =)

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  4. Wow! This poem is filled with concrete images that make is very visual and visceral. I felt it in my gut. Well done.

    Namaste.........cj

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  5. wow, I was on edge with this one. good job.

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  6. beautiful story lines,
    love your plot.

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  7. Wow, I wonder who she was calling that it was so disturbing for her to make the call even. Very suspenseful.

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  8. Excellent! You created an intense visceral experience, and I love the relief at the end. Very well worded.
    xoRobyn

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  9. Wow, this was intense. I love how you captured the feeling of panic with your word crafting.

    Really disturbing and wonderful!

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