I alway have a hard time remembering how it started. How I met this boy, and how he fixed me. By now you're probably thinking 'Oh wow this is going to be one of those sappy love stories... isn't it?' Well... you're pretty much in the in the right minds. Oh! Right how could I forget!? My name is a (Y/N) (L/N). I have had a problem with my emotions for as long as I could remember. If I got excited, sad, angry, anything aside from a neutral feeling I would have an asthma attack or as my adoptive parents put it, a panic attack. The only reason I have them is because my brain doesn't function exactly the same as everyone else. I mean I can think just like you, but I can't process normal emotions. It's hard to find a hobby as you can imagine. Normally I just... sleep. Boring, I know. I sometimes like to sit in the woods behind my house and listen to the birds and think about what it feels like to love, or feel hate or sadness... maybe even happiness. I never thought I'd be able to feel those intense emotions... not until I met him.
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ספרות חובביםShe was a normal girl, as normal as she could get, working her way around her biggest problems. Emotions during high school, trying not to fling herself into a panic attack. Her heart didn't ache for any guy or girl, her stomach never hurt from laug...
