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Anxiety Sitting In The Corner

  • Amy Rasmussen
  • 6. mar. 2019
  • 2 min læsning

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"He just sits there! All. Day. Long!" Freya yelled. "Now, now. No need to get upset." her mom said. "Yes, a lot of reason to get upset. He just sits there and stares at me. Sometimes he even punches me in the stomach! I can't take it anymore." Freya said while pacing the room. She gave Anxiety who sat in the corner an evil look. He just smiled at her. "I think he's kind of cute." her mother said and smiled at the little creature. His smile got even brighter at the sound of her kind words. "Cute?! He's far from cute. You should hear the things he says sometimes." Freya said. "And what does he say?" her mother asked and looked at her daughter who almost manically walked from one end of the room to another repeatedly. "Awful things about my job interviews and my future. When he can't get much meaner that's when he starts punching me." "Freya, please sit down. I mean it. Sit down." her mother placed her hand beside her on the bed, encouraging Freya to sit. Anxiety crossed his arms and looked at them. "He will go away." her mother said. "When?" Freya demanded. "When you start to slow down." her mother said. "Slow down how?" Freya said and stuck her tongue out at the little creature in the corner. "You have a million projects and that's why this little fella comes around. He used to visit me when I was younger too. You being so busy attracts him." Freya took a deep breath and took her mother's hand "How do I slow down, mama?" she asked. "Let's have a look at your calendar first shall we." her mother said and smiled.

 
 
 

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