I didn't really care about myself or what great things that life might have in store me at that point in time. I wanted so badly to escape from the downward spiral I was trapped in.
             One particular day after school, I was sitting on Claudia's bed eating and watching television, when my heart started pounding furiously. I didn't pay too much attention to it because I hadn't done any drinking and never did any drugs. After about ten minutes of constant pounding, I started to worry. My friend's mom took me home and my mother told me that it was probably nothing but a little bit of anxiety. The doctor advised us over the phone to take my pulse, so my mom and I stood in the kitchen staring at the clock trying repeatedly over and over again to get my pulse rate. It was a mission impossible. My entire body shook with the rhythm of my heart. You could actually see the skin on m
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