Benumbed

     It always started with a hissing noise. Starting from a distance, and rapidly approaching. I squeezed my eyes shut. I hated it; all of it. The hissing wasn't to bad, it just freaked me out. It was spontaneous, and would occur anytime, anywhere.
     Next was the deep breathing and the cold sweats. I didn't know why this would happen to me, but it suddenly felt like I couldn't breath, and I would start to get scared, and therefore sweat. I'm not claustrophobic or anything, but it felt like everything was getting closer and closer to me. I was trapped, and there's no way out.
     After the hissing and the sweats, came the darkness. Everything went completely black. I was still conscious but I couldn't see. I would have to go to the nearest wall and feel my way into a closet, or a bathroom, or an empty room, just somewhere I could be alone. It has yet to happen in a public place. It was like being blind, yet worse. It was a curse.
     Maybe twenty minutes later, I would pass out, I wouldn't remember anything. Yet I always had the same dream. He was there, the one with the brown hair, and the brown eyes. He was always there. Smiling at me with gleaming teeth. He'd whisper things into my ears. I would be paralyzed though, and there's nothing I can ever do about it. I couldn't move, I could only look straight. Straight into his eyes, that burned into me like icy winds on a frigid winter's day.
     This time was different though. When I wake up, I usually felt like my head was clear. I felt even more open than before. Now all I felt was dizziness. I was nauseated. I opened the door to where I was hiding, and I saw him. The boy with the brown hair and the brown eyes, and the teeth that gleamed when he smiled at me. I blacked out.