On New Year's Eve, somebody in the neighborhood did some fireworks and it was very loud and scared me. I don't know why, but I was having what my mommy called "an anxiety attack." I shivered and panted from midnight unil 4 am and I could not stop. My mommy put me in her bed and I got to sleep next to her, but I was still shivering and scared. The next morning, I woke up and I felt much better. I don't like fireworks anymore.
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