PHOBIA (2).

CHAPTER NINETEEN.

DAWN'S POV.

It seemed as though I was sinking into a lake of fire. Everywhere was just uncomfortably hot, and every inch of my body was burning and itching all over.

All I could do was scream and plead for mercy as I struck the floor in frustration repeatedly.

" Please Aunt, please, please. I can't breathe," I cried out, hiccuping between words, as tears streamed down my face like a river.

My chest burned, my limbs felt heavy, and it felt like a pit had been bored into my stomach.

I sat there on the ground, bawling my eyes out.

My back was placed against the door as I kept pleading for help and mercy, but no one answered or came to my rescue.

I began hallucinating, as I sat in the middle of the dark, confined space, fearing and imagining the worst.

' What if a vengeful ghost appeared or a swarm of cockroaches creeped out of the darkness and smothered me?' I pondered, hearing my heart pound loudly within my chest.

I started to rear backward till my b