Haphephobia

Sara slowly opened her eyes, to look around only to hear vague voices of cry. She was too tired to open her eyes, those cries were to wake up. But every time she hears those cries, the hazy image of her being on the floor suffering in pain and those eyes looking at her comes out.

The horror of those eyes looking at her again when she opens her eyes scares her. Scares her to death. No, she doesn't want to wake up, she doesn't want to see those eyes but on other hand, the fear of never seeing her loved ones hurts her. She wants to be just a normal girl but he came into her life as a nightmare that doesn't end.

Tears rolled down closed eyes, she was tired of this, she wished this life ends here, and he never sees her again.

The voice inside wants to call her beloved one and tell them, "Mom, thanks for giving birth to me. Dad thanks for spoiling me. Anna thanks for being my sister. Grandpa, I know you wanted this granddaughter to be strong but sorry I disappointed you. And Michael thanks for giving my colorless life some colors, hope I meet you again and this time for a lifetime." Sara cried out, even her outer body was just a vegetable but the turmoil of feelings inside her was crazy. She had no idea what to do or don't.

She was put in a place where she had two choices in front of her, the first was to go back to the world and continue living and the next was to escape that reality but losing her beloved ones forever and she was more into for the second one, she was about to walk towards the second door when she heard a voice calling for her.

"Sara, wake up. Momma can't leave without you." The begging call of her mother for her to go back went to her ears, she stopped from taking more steps towards the second way. No, she can't see her mother crying. She can get torture for her life than seeing them in pain. She can't be selfish and think of her only pain.

No, she can't. She went back to the first route and once she crossed that road everything went blind. She was there with no voice or light.

Sara slowly opened her eyes and saw the hospital room she was in, with people in white. Sara turned her eyes in another direction and saw her mom crying and smiling at the same time on seeing her waking up. Her father beside her mother, smiling at her but she doesn't know why she was scared of her dad.

When her father went forward to hug her, she was scared he looked like he was going to hurt her, the hand that came towards her looked like the arm coming to strangle her.

"No...no, stop. Please no." She started to cry and beg, astonishing everyone present in the room.

She tried to breathe, but as if someone was strangling her to death. She was on the bed struggling for life, making everyone scared. The doctor checked on her but every time the male doctor goes close to her, her condition worsens. In the end, every male had to step out of the room. Her mom was surprised to see her like that, what did she do wrong that her daughter is becoming this.

After some time a female doctor came out and had a separate talk with the male doctors waiting outside the room, before going towards Sara's parents.

Her mom braced her heart hoping it was nothing, "Ma'am, your daughter got a panic attack. We are guessing it's haphephobia. You can't say exactly until a session with a psychologist." The doctor informed the horrified parents. They never thought their daughter was going through something like this when Sara decided to come with her father, her mother didn't think much but now she regrets it.

Sara's mother broke down onto the floor, while her husband tried to hold onto his wife, she started to cry out, hitting his chest.

"I should have focused on her more. It's all my fault." She broke down crying.

Her husband only can listen to it, he doesn't know what will comfort her knowing he was at fault too. If he was not forcing her, she may not have become this. He never made her have a life like other girls. All her life, she was trained as an heir instead of enjoying life. He was at fault too.

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Present time~~

Sara woke up and looked around, she fell asleep in the bathroom. Her daughter was calling for her. She wiped away her tears before going out of the bathroom. She was standing, half asleep. Sara sighed and carried up in her arms and took her back to the bed.

Amy is the precious one she wants to protect no matter what happens she will not let see that cruel world she saw.