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Muscles Which Cannot Move
At my desk, I sat alone
The small, cramped room was filled with students
I notice my leg beginning to shake like I had no control
Looking down I pick at my fingers
Twiddling my thumbs to distract me from the chaos
Sweat beads at my forehead
My breathing begins to increase
My heart, sprinting to catch up with each breath
I peek up and observe the room, hoping no one's watching
Paranoia seeping into my mind
Is someone watching me?
Can they see right through me?
My body was as stiff as a board
I can't even attempt to move a muscle
I feel so helpless
There's truly nothing I can do

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