Feeling Cold And Shaking Uncontrollably の小説・ストーリー

" Keith are you listening to me?" "Hmm, I'm just enjoying this right now." He pulls me further up his body, giving me the meaning behind his words. Goosebumps coat my body and I can feel myself start to shiver. Ever since that time of being locked in a fridge, my body has become quite sensitive and gets easily affected by the cold. I start to shiver and my mind travels back to that time, the cold and the numbness. I still need to accustom myself to the weather change and my body to react, in a normal way towards cool air, chilly days and snow.

My body started shaking uncontrollably, my breathing became uneven. “I can’t…” I cried. “I can’t do this…” My vision blurred, the room spun. I dropped the phone on the bed, my hands pressed to my head. “Stop…” I whispered weakly. Everything felt too much. The heat, the fear, and the pain. My body swayed when I tried to stand, I grabbed the edge of the bed, but it didn’t help. I felt like I was going to fall. “I feel…” I whispered. “I feel dizzy…”

To the point where my body cannot control itself and shakes vigorously in terror. My throat feels heavy and my chest feels clamped up. It's almost as if I can barely breathe. I let my other hand fold over my palm, with the aim to stop it from quivering as violently as it already is but that only worsens my cause. Now, my entire being feels like it is on fire. I let out an exhale, running my hands through my hair while trying to take control of my breathing. I don't even know if this is working but I keep going regardless.

I was shaking. Full-body shaking, the kind of shaking that you can't control, the kind that comes from somewhere deep and primal and old. My teeth were chattering. My hands were trembling. I felt cold all over, even though the room was warm, even though my body temperature had to be normal because nothing about my organs was actually wrong, but the cold was bone-deep and total and impossible to fight. "Klaus's death wasn't an accident," I whispered, and it wasn't a question.

I caught her before she hit the floor. “What is going on?” she asked me, almost inaudibly. She was shivering so badly that I feared she might die right there. Her breaths came out in short pants. “I feel cold, I am freezing,” she whispered. As if it would matter how freezing or how warm she felt. The air in the room was still, stagnant and silent. There was no movement whatsoever within the room. Even her breath did not seem to be visible. And yet she kept shaking uncontrollably.

Sumire felt a wave of sudden, intense nervousness as the cold crawled into every fiber of her being. An inexplicable emotion has now swirling inside her. She broke into a sweat. Her heart pounded rapidly, almost bursting out of her chest, and her hand began shaking uncontrollably and feeling cold.

she was starting to worry. He pulled back to look at her, he shook his head. "Tell me what you're feeling," she was concerned. He drew a long breath, his jaw clenched, he shook his head. He was vulnerable, she was seeing a different side of him, he loosened his grip, he didn't realize he was holding her too tightly.

Heat flooded my face again, worse than before, spreading down my neck and chest like wildfire. “You must be sick,” I managed, voice higher than normal, cheeks so hot I was sure they’d leave scorch marks on his damp shirt. “No, you’re the one who’s sick and you should stay in bed.” He didn’t let go. His hold stayed firm, steady, like he was afraid I’d collapse again if he loosened even a fraction. “You’re still shaking.”

She hugged her knees and sat under the shower until she started feeling dizzy due to crying so hard. Her body started shaking with cold and she finally got up. She found a dress on the mirror counter and quickly wore it. She trembled due to cold while drying her hair. Her hair are too long to get dry so soon. Her toe was badly hurt, she limped out of the washroom and looked around but he wasn't in the room. She sighed in relief and got on the bed. She covered herself in bedsheets and moaned in pain when her body hurt. She wrapped bedsheets tightly around her body but still she was shaking due to cold. She realised that he is around, her room gets extra cold when he is around. She looked at t

I've seen the horror movies, I know there is always that one guy that hangs behind. Now that I was stationary, I realized how cold I was. My fingers were stiff and immobile from the cold and I was afraid my toes were beyond saving. I couldn't even feel them anymore. Along with my nose and ears. My hair was slipping out from the bun it was in earlier today into a strange half-up half-down style. The ends were frozen, as if I walked into a snowstorm after a shower. My legs were shaking, trying to warm themselves under the thin fabric of the dress. The long-sleeve shirt wasn't much to warm my body, and I was starting to feel it.