Microdosing Fiction - 100mg of Agoraphobia
Write 100 words based on the words: Agoraphobia
Our prompt for today is Agoraphobia1
Write a story in 100 words!
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Panting, heart racing, pulse drumming in my ears. I can’t do it.
I plug my ears with earphones, put the hood up, and pin my eyes to the ground. With my toe at the edge of the door—I can’t do it.
Everyone will watch me.
Ready to laugh.
Hate my face.
Judge me.
I can’t. I can’t go outside! I-
Tap.
Tap.
Tap.
Raindrops clear the streets. Everyone runs, but I love the rain. I can breathe now and walk freely. The tapping rhythm felt like holding my hand.
Nobody watches, nobody cares. I’m safe. I can do it.
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An intense fear of being in open places or in situations where it may be hard to escape, or where help may not be available.
Paralyzed By Fear
Glen’s daily pacing around his one acre property was stopped by a soft cry from the cornfield. He peered into the stalks. A kitten lying there appeared to be injured. His thoughts were torn. An injured animal needed help. Leaving his property was not a good idea. The need to help. The terror.
Glen stood paralyzed until he heard a saw movement in the corn stalks. His heart beat wildly. Sensing disaster he sped to where the kitten was, picked it up and returned to his property.
“Welcome to my world,” he said. “We will become good friends over here.”
Tiffany awoke, discovering that her darling, but dimwitted, husband had been busy. The contents of every drawer were strewn everywhere, the closet revealing a disconcerting emptiness.
Bubba grinned proudly beside the bed. She demanded, "What have you done?"
"Doc said you had angoraphobia. Now there's nothing for you to fear!"
Groaning, Tiffany checked the trash, but it was too late. Coffee grounds, peelings, and other detritus had already completely destroyed her beautiful angora dresses and sweaters.
"Oh well," she sighed. "The doctor did recommend that I get out more." Bubba cheerfully took her out shopping to replace the ruined outfits.