Fifty

-Valdus-

I couldn't breathe.

I was having a panic attack and it hurts. My hands were shaking and I would look at them as I leaned against the tree.

My hands were red, blood was covering them and I looked at my chest and I saw all these damn bandages covering me. I sat down and placed my face in my hands and tried to breathe at a normal rate but I can't. I gripped the grass and stared at the green grass. My eyes were slightly wide and my breathing was to heavy. I was panting and I couldn't seem to get enough air in my lungs.

It...