My friend and I had gone onto a lake with one another. But then, of course, I got a huge panic attack. I had hit a Hellbender, a type of Salamander, with my paddle. Then of course I was scared of the water, bacteria, parasites, death, and of course, vomit. I mean, there is no possible way for me to not be scared of vomit. But after my panic attack, my friend had told me that it was “babyish” and I had acted like a two-year old. I had ignored the comment. My parents couldn’t hear her. My friend had called me: Babyish Idiotic
