I related this incident to someone, and that someone told me that this trauma probably took place because of the excessive air-conditioner ventilation and insufficient fresh air entering the room. He advised me to open the windows for fresh air to enter, should something like this were to happen again.
My heart kept thumping like a drum set. I began producing cold sweat. The feeling, somehow, reminded me of what my late auntie had to endure before she heaved her last breath. My maid was awakened by my heavy breathing, so she acted fast by calling out for my mum. In a matter of seconds, my mum dashed into my room, to discover me breathing even harder every minute.
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