Always stuck in the past and fearing the future, she struggled to understand what she could do to save herself. Now that he was drowning in his own fear he didn't think he could find a way out. Pause, take a breath and breathe. He looked up, making eye contact with his professor just in time to hear her say that the midterm wasn't until the next class and that she would help them prepare today. The girl's heart sank and fell to the pit of her stomach, but she could breathe again. Fear released the grip it had on his mind long enough for his brain to instruct his lungs to fill with air and exhale. The rains were calming her down and she could no longer see red. All this time she was anxious about nothing. The test lasted days and he still had time to prepare. But in a few days his body knew it would return to familiar territory of the land of yellow-bile anguish. It was literally only a matter of hours before she was once again paralyzed by her own fear