Me and my twin brother were out with some friends at a coffee shop at 9:30 at night, weird I know.

We were sitting in a booth when my brother went to go to the bathroom, out of literally nowhere I get a panic attack.

I was hyperventilating, shaking, my head was pounding and I could feel my thought closing up.

My friends had no clue what to do, so they tried to say some words to calm me down and my best friend held my hand, but it didn't work.

My brother best friend began to look up ways to calm me down, but this was a bad one so everything they tried didn't work. They tried to out cold ice in my hands or just talk about stupid things.

When my twin brother came back he knew exactly what to do.

He hugged me, and kept telling me that it's only temporary and I'll get through it, and he gave me sour patch kids that he carries around in his backpack.

It helped, and the panic attack stopped, and when I got home I knew I needed to spread awareness so I posted the announcement on my message board and wrote this.