His body wracked with the shivers and shakes that reigned him. He let out a hollow screech, his teeth bared. They shone in the small, dim light that lit up the tiny, compact closet. His frame was folded over, his knees pulled to his chest. Screaming his lungs out, clenching his eyes shut and hoping nobody would notice or come to check on him. His thoughts raced and his body shook as if he were having a seizure at the very moment. The stress he was experiencing pushed him to the limit, forcing him to this extremity at 1:26 in the morning.
You would think his parents would notice, of all things. Wondering why their boy of seventeen years was shut up in a closet, screaming, shaking.
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