aastha~his only obsession

I quickly made my way back home, my heart racing with every step. As I walked, I could feel the sweat dripping down my face, and my breath coming in short gasps. I was panicked, and I didn't know why.

When I finally reached my front door, I burst through it, slamming it shut behind me. I leaned against the door, trying to catch my breath, and calm myself down.

But as I stood there, I couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. I felt like I was being watched, and I couldn't shake the sense of unease that had settled in my stomach.

I took a deep breath, and tried to calm myself down. I told myself that I was just being paranoid, and that there was nothing to be afraid of.

But as I walked through the house, I couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong. I felt like I was being followed, and I kept looking over my shoulder, expecting to see someone there.

Finally, I reached my room, and slammed the door shut behind me. I locked the door, and leaned against it, trying to catch my breath.

As I stood there, I felt a sense of relief wash over me. I was safe, and I was alone. I took a deep breath, and tried to calm myself down.

But as I looked around my room, I couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. I felt like I was being watched, and I couldn't shake the sense of unease that had settled in my stomach.

I walked over to my bed, and sat down, trying to calm myself down. But as I sat there, I couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong.

I got up, and walked over to my closet. I opened the door, and stepped inside. The closet was small, but it was my own private space. I had a secret place in the back of the closet, where I kept things that were important to me.

I pushed aside the clothes, and reached into the back of the closet. I pulled out a small box, and opened it. Inside, I had a collection of things that were precious to me.

As I looked through the box, I felt a sense of calm wash over me. This was my own private space, and it was where I felt safest.

I sat down on the floor of the closet, surrounded by the things that were important to me. I felt like I was in my own little world, and that nothing could hurt me here.

As I sat there, I started to feel a sense of peace. I realized that I had been feeling anxious and scared, but that I was safe now. I was in my own home, surrounded by the things and people that I loved.

I took a deep breath, and let it out slowly. I felt my heart rate slow down, and my muscles relax. I was calm, and I was safe.

I sighed, and rubbed my temples. I was getting a headache, and I didn't know what to do.

As I sat there, I heard a noise outside my room. It sounded like someone was walking down the hallway.

I froze, my heart pounding in my chest. Who was it? And what did they want?

I slowly got up, and walked to the door. I listened carefully, trying to hear what was going on outside.

But as I stood there, I realized that it was just my mom. She was walking down the hallway, singing a soft tune.

I breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled. I was safe, and I was loved.

I opened the door, and walked out into the hallway. My mom smiled at me, and asked if I was okay.

I nodded, and smiled back. "I'm fine, Mom. Just a little scared."

My mom hugged me, and told me that everything was going to be okay. I believed her, and I felt safe again.

As we stood there, I realized that I didn't have to face my fears alone. I had my family, and they would always be there to support me.

I smiled, feeling a sense of peace wash over me. I was safe, and I was loved. And that was all that mattered.

To be continued..