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My heart starts to race whenever the phone rings or I hear a scratchy voice (old woman?) yelling/screaming. Needles don't make me feel too hot. Also, alarms. Any general sound or movement that indicates distress.
I hate fire drills, but tornado drills are okay. Actually, they send a pleasant chill down my spine. No clue why, but it's nice.
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"There's a strange sort of quiet when you're dying. It's as if you're in a glass room, and the walls keep getting thicker and thicker." ~Gabrielle Zevin
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