Claustrophobic Spongebob Novels & Stories

Clearwater is visible at the bottom of the rocks. I have no interest in freefalling like Lucan who immediately took off his clothes and trousers. The memory of me sinking to the bottom of the sea makes my chest tight and it's hard to breathe. "Come here babe, don't be afraid I'm here." I shook my head then sat on a rock watching him appear and sink and reappear right in front of me. "You!" "What are you afraid of." "You know that I'm traumatized."

Cassandra says. She’s starting to get nervous, Ali is still bleeding and Sophia is freaking out, it’s getting stuffy and Cassandra is finding it hard to breathe, she hates small spaces and after the fire yesterday her throat and lungs aren’t going to like being in a small confined sweaty space for too long. She has Claustrophobia.

"Will you please explain to me love why there are soap suds on the whole bathroom floor at 6 in the morning? I almost slip on the floor if I did not grab on the counter on time!" "You see Gideon. Uhmmm." I need a valid excuse. I need a good explanation to pacify his irritation. Help me! "Spongebob" I mentally face palm myself. I can even hear my ancestors say what the fudge. "What? Spongebob?" Gideon crossed his arms across his chest letting me dig my own grave deeper. So I did. We aim to please. "It is his fault. You see he got bored under the sea so he float up to the surface and decided to play in our bathroom with Peter the starfish."