Fear Of Elevators Novels & Stories

With some effort, Olivia pressed the code next to the door and proceeded towards the elevator. Olivia didn't particularly like being in small, enclosed spaces. People referred to it as claustrophobia. Fortunately, Olivia's claustrophobia wasn't too severe. As long as she didn't spend too much time in the elevator, she believed she would be fine. She couldn't imagine having severe claustrophobia, as it would mean having to climb the emergency stairs all thirty floors every time she visited the place.

I did not say anything in reply to him. The elevator ride was silent until there was a sudden jolt and the elevator stopped. “What the…..?” Before the statement could leave my mouth, the elevator suddenly started to go down in a jiggly motion and then came to a screeching halt. Fear gripped me. The realization of what just happened dawned on me. “Oh my God. Oh my God. Oh my God.” I repeated over and over as panic started to spread through me. “Hey…Ava, listen to me.” I heard Liam's voice which was ridiculously calm.

A scream of terror bellows out from me I can’t help it, I hate confined spaces. Elevators are bad enough when they’re running properly with the lights n but now that it’s at a standstill and dark, I’m instantly eight years old again at the orphanage being locked in an empty room by girls that are supposed to be my friend.

Tuesday, April 19, 2022 5: 10 p.m. I’m on my counter, receiving orders again, and looking here and there, if he is here or not. I’m too afraid of him. I’m thinking about him all the time that why he is here. I can’t focus on my work and my body is still shivering. My hands are shaking while writing orders. But I have to do work. I can’t leave. I fear that if I go to home now and if he is here, he will follow me up to the home and I don’t want it to happen.

She felt like she was about to fall again! "Get up and press the buttons for each floor first." Below her, the man's cold voice sounded in her ear. At that moment, Stella was so scared that she just wanted to lie in the arms of the president! She wished she could find the safest place to hide. How could she dare to press the elevator buttons? "No, I won't go..." She opened her mouth and refused, "I'm afraid... I don't dare to..." She was afraid that as soon as she got up, she would fall again. Moreover, in such a dark environment, she did not dare to do that!

"The maintenance department is doing a system upgrade, so they can't open the elevator. The firefighters are here. They'll save you soon." "Mr. Ford, I'm scared of the dark… and my leg hurts!" Shirley whined tearfully. "Don't be scared, Shirley," Jared replied as he wondered why Yvonne didn't respond to him. Meanwhile, the firefighters got to work. The elevator was stuck between floors. Once they managed to pull the elevator doors open ever so slightly, light flooded in, and Shirley rushed forward at once. "Hurry up and save me," she screamed. "I'm claustrophobic! I can barely breathe right now!"

And thinking up to there I felt shivers as I waited for the lift to land but something else happened "Ahh!" it was the lady who said when there was a jamming sound. More like the elevator was stuck before it reached its destination "A...are you okay?"I rushed to the lady and held her because she was panicking "calm down ..let me check"I said, patting her on the back to keep calm but the lady seemed hyper more like she was failing to breathe. I got scared when I left her to check on the elevator and the arrows on the monitor were flickering. Fear washed over me seeing this because it only meant

6969 Anya’s POV The elevator did not have buttons. It did not feature a glowing floor indicator, a panel of emergency switches, or even a polished mirror to look at your own reflection. It was nothing more than a seamless, claustrophobic box of brushed steel that moved upward with such terrifying, silent velocity that I felt the air pressure change instantly inside my head, making my ears pop.

Pierre chuckled and I smacked his arm. "Don't ruin this for me." I warned him. We entered the elevator and my claustrophobia kicked in as the door shut, I was breathing through my mouth sweating. This was probably such a bad idea I thought to myself now. The elevator started moving up and my chest felt tight. It stopped, then suddenly dropped and the people with us screamed in the darkness as I began to prostrate. "Josh what's wrong?" Pierre asked as I hugged him, I was trembling, bending inward, gasping for air.

She sat, uncomfortable with the formality of it all. "This is strange," she said. "What is?" "This. Playing house. Pretending to be a couple when we barely know each other." "Then tell me something about yourself." Daniel poured wine for both of them. "Something not in the news articles." Mira thought about it. "I'm afraid of heights. Have been since I was seven and got stuck at the top of a Ferris wheel." "That explains why you looked terrified in the elevator yesterday." "Your building has forty floors. That's a lot of height."