My Semi-Erotic Fiction Was Read Aloud to my Eighth-Grade Peers, and I Survived.

“Okay, class, I’m going to read your Halloween essays out loud now,” my teacher said. I panicked. I could feel the perspiration pooling in the pits under my arms. Water marks were surely seeping through my turquoise Hollister zip up. I pulled my arms closer in an attempt to hide the most obvious symptom of my undiagnosed hyperhydrosis. I knew holding my arms close would only make the problem worse, but I still did it anyway.