Audible Wheezing Novels & Stories

I chirped happily and immediately the window began to make a wheezing sound, going down gradually. My fist hung in the air as my eyes locked in with the last person I expected to see.

It got stuck in my throat. I kept running. One block left. My lungs started to burn. A sharp pain hit my side. I opened my mouth wide to get more air. When I breathed out, I heard it. A high, thin whistle. Wheezing. My asthma was starting. The attack was coming fast. "No, no, no," I thought. I tried to slow down, but I was too scared to stop. I had to get to Leo. I turned the corner. I saw my street. I saw my house at the end of the block. The porch light was on. It was bright and welcoming.

I began to gasp for air, clutching my chest tightly. "A-Air, I need air," I wheezed, my panic attack, overwhelming me completely. My legs lost all the strength in them, and I fell to the ground with a loud thud. I clutched the table, my wheezing growing louder and louder. My ears began to ring and the sounds around me began to blur into the background.

The cough intensified, becoming a strangled gasp. Jordan’s face began to flush, a dark, alarming crimson. He clawed at his shirt collar, his breath catching in ragged, desperate gulps. A wheezing sound, thin and high-pitched, whistled from his constricted airways. Ella froze, the sight of him struggling, truly struggling, cutting through her anger. His eyes, once full of scorn, now held a raw terror. “Pepper,” he rasped, the word barely audible, punctuated by another violent cough. “Too much… pepper…” His hand flew to his chest, thumping it weakly.

Too strained. Concerned, I moved my head closer to listen to his breathing. He was wheezing and he sounded like something was blocking his air passage. He was choking. I moved him to the side and some black liquid started to pour out of his mouth. He gasped, opening his eyes half-way. "Be strong, Theo. I can't loose you" I said, brushing his damp hair away from his face. "It hurts" he whimpered, burying his face in my neck.

Small sounds of his breathing became tornado, holding the weights of the mountains. She's dying! Everything around him was washing away in a blur. Lost among the oblivion of time. Two days passed with her on the hospital bed, breathing heavily with a wheezing sounds coming out of her chest, like the simple task of breathing was excruciatingly painful for her. He stayed there by her side like a shadow, his heart pierced with trillions of needles when she wheezed in breathing. How desperately he wanted to take her pain away was beyond his will.

a wheeze from my chest makes my eyes water. That sensation slams into me again with full force, tightening my throat so much that each breath I take becomes shorter and sharper. Like sucking in air through a thin straw. My chest feels caged, caving in on itself and crushing me from within. “Liliana?” Damian perhaps? I can't tell because his voice is warped and distant. Clawing up my throat is a wave of nausea that twists my stomach and next, a deep searing itch that spreads across my skin.

Another dramatic event is about to take place. “What’s wrong?” Klein asks, alarmed as he drops his cutleries to give her all of his attention. Jasmine is coughing seriously and it doesn’t seem like she’s faking it. Her face is all red, especially her ears and she’s sweating profusely. Klein completely loses it when she starts wheezing and struggling to breathe.

Aware that it was midnight and I had been working in the rain from evening until now, I walked forward, needing to rest before the day broke, but because my body was weak, my movements were slow. As I walked, my chest began to ache. I ignored it cause it was subtle, but as it got more intense, I stopped so I could breathe. That made it worse. As I sucked in a breath of air, I hissed in pain and fell to the ground on one knee. I clutched a hand to my chest, wheezing as I thought, What the heck is this pain, and where is it coming from? My breathing became heavy and I couldn’t even open my mouth to call out for help. Not that anyone would come anyway. I was thinking that when suddenly I heard

That's when she heard a faint, terrifying sound. A wheeze. Harper's head snapped up, panic flooding her system instantly. "Oh my God—" She cupped his face, forcing him to look at her. "Kai, look at me. Breathe slowly—" He tried. But it came out shallow. "Feels tight..." he choked, his body trembling slightly. "Like—something's sitting on my chest—" Tears welled up in her eyes. This wasn't just a fever. "Kai... you've been running a fever," she whispered, panic creeping into her voice now. "This could be an infection—this could be spreading—"