Dog Bottom Jaw Trembling Novels & Stories

I ask standing up and moving so I was in his eyeshot, his eyes soon dart to me where a series of grunts begin to leave his lips before his eyes move down to his mouth in a panicked sort of state. With terror in his eyes, he begins to lift his hands to his mouth to pull them apart, his fingers going into his lips as though he was attempting to prey them open. My eyes go wide as I rush over and take his hands in mine, fighting with them with all my might before he inflicted even more damage to himself. “Dad calm down, your jaw has been wired shut due to the bones shattering, you won’t be able to open your mouth for a couple of weeks!” I exclaim still holding down his hands, I knew he was proba

***************** Downstairs, Jem sat curled into the corner of the large living room sofa, knees drawn up to his chest, arms wrapped tightly around himself like he could hold his own body together through sheer will. He was shaking. Not small shaking— The boy was practically genuinely, fully shaking—his hands, his shoulders, his knees—all of it. His breath came in shallow pulls and his eyes kept darting wildly around the room whenever he heard a small sound. Even though it was just maids moving quietly through the hallway, Jem will suddenly jump in fear as if he was expecting it to be Dante who'd come downstairs to deal with him. He was completely restless and he kept looking at his hand.

he said and I nodded. Jasmine and I went inside the room and I locked the door. "Are you okay?" I asked. "I should be asking you that, your hand is shaking vigorously." She said pointing at my hand and it was then I noticed it. My tremors are back. "I'm...I...I am fine" I stuttered.

The distant look in her eyes left Jasper with frustration. "I'm not ill," he responded coldly. "You don't need to act tough. You know very well whether you're ill or not." Alyssa said sternly, "Back then, your head suffered a severe impact. Though I performed surgery, it wasn't entirely successful. When you get emotionally agitated, your body involuntarily trembles, and your movements become uncontrollable. "Over time, you might experience hallucinations, fainting, and in severe cases, even partial paralysis. Do you want to end up like that? Aren't you afraid Grandpa will be heartbroken if he finds out?"

My body twitches in small, uncontrollable spasms. Danika's footsteps soon rush back into the room. "Kaziel—" Her voice cracks. I look up, or at least, I try to. My neck wobbles, too weak to hold my head fully. Her eyes widen the second she sees me. I know what she sees: my blue lips and pale skin and the way I'm shaking so hard I definitely look like I’m possessed. "Oh dear," she whispers, dropping to her knees beside me. "Kaziel, baby, why didn't you tell me it was this bad?"

Her mouth opened, and something dark spilled out as her body continued to tremble uncontrollably. “This isn’t normal,” Ben said, his voice tight with fear. I crouched beside her, my instincts screaming. “What is happening to her?” I demanded. She wasn’t responding, her body kept shaking, like something inside her was fighting, burning, tearing its way through. What the heck is this??

His thumb twitches, betraying the restraint he is trying so hard to maintain. " Should I call the doctor?" He asks softly, his voice almost breaking at the edges. His hand slowly reaching her cheek. His palm trembles faintly, betraying the storm of emotions beneath his calm exterior. She doesn't move, doesn't notice that a hand, shaky and hesitant, is getting close to her. Her breathing remains shallow, uneven.

Pressed there, knees drawn to my chest, arms hugging tight. Breathe. But even my breath came out in trembling gasps, white puffs that faded into the darkness. I rocked. Small. Shaking. God, the shaking. My teeth knocked together very hard making sharp clicking sounds that echoed off the walls. I felt it rattle my skull in a painful way. My legs jerked with every violent spasm. My muscles clenched and unclenched as if on their own, burning useless energy. “F-f-fuck… f-fucking p-p-pyscho,” I hissed through clenched teeth. My tongue was thick. My lips already numb.

It contorted in a way that made her more worried. Aiden began to shake his head erratically, as though fighting something inside. "Talk to me. What is it?" Kira asked, her voice growing louder. Aiden didn't answer immediately. But it seemed like he was trying to get some words out, as his hands trembled. "K-Kira," he said, still shaking his erratically, his eyes twitching as if he were struggling to focus. "You have to-," but then he stopped. His head started jerking side to side like a broken marionette. "Mo-" but he could not finish the words as the veins on his neck stood out, and a low growl escaped his throat.

His head turned from her, his eyes on Benji sitting, wounded and lost. Peabody smiled. *** Red wine dribbled from Benji’s mouth. He did nothing, his hands and remaining fingers resting on the tablecloth, his dinner untouched. “He doesn’t eat much, does he,” Peabody said as he wiped the cracker crumbs from his hand onto the empty plate in front of him. “Not much. It’s hard to, I imagine, what with the lower part of his jaw, there on the left side, as you can see, basically gone.” She pushed the finished plate of crackers and cheese away.