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... d in. My gasps sounded like a baby seal calling for its mother.
The girl stood up and backed away, obviously freaked out by me.
I raised a hand, trying to say I was okay. She seemed to understand and looked over to where the others were gathering and started edging towards them. I didnt blame her for not wanting to be left looking after the retarded kid.
Still shaken and breathing hard I got to my feet. I hadnt had a panic attack since I was twelve. For most people, you f ...
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