What is it that keeps you away from peace and calm, why do you have to run around, finding no place for yourself at all, is there a chance to get out of this vicious circle?

Paula was afraid, before her she saw 3 weeks of never ending panic and stress, the time of the final exams, a horror for everybody but exspecially for Paula who felt unsecure about her qualities and knowledge and was full of self-critizism and suspiciouty. How could she manage this time, would she be able to go through it?

"Oh, what´s going on here?" "Nothing, I´m just dying" Paula laid on the bottom, arms and legs stretched out, nearly not breathing and 3 of her compagnons sitting on a bench nearby were joking and laughing to forget about the near oral exam. Paula´s "dying-experiment" released them from taking her serious, it was too obvious that she was making fun of them - so they thought, but Paula never was more serious than in this peculiar moment. Normally she would never allow herself to form her inner wish into language and speak from it, but today she knew nobody would ask her in detail what she means with it. The exam was a good excuse for unregular thoughts and crazy actions like her laying on the floor and forming the picture of Jesus on the cruzifix. "That´s all? All right then, but die quiet!"

Still there were over 3 hours to wait, she was nearly the last of her course this day and there was no hope to do something useful in between, because her nerves were shattered as usual, her head were loosing more and more of the information she felt quite certain about the days before and knowing that it would irritate her more than helf she didn´t start looking again into her books and notes. Perhaps it would be good to perform as every day at this hour, so she went to the cafeteria nearby the school and having a cup of tea and a sandwich she tried to recalm herself. Suddenly her heart starts beating like thunder, she felt it everywhere in her body, her head would certainly explode every second and her skin was burning. Is there a little hope for dying immediatly?

Walking home, trying to learn for the next one, not an hour later, panic, running out of her room, into the town again, through the streets, seing nothing at all, feeling only the heavy thoughts in her head turn round and round, to capture one and concentrate is impossible, like a storm of wild information, picture-shots of situations, persons, no structure, no contents, running, thinking, running, running, thinking, thinking, escape, what can I do, what must I do, is there a way out, come on, come on, let´s die and go.

There´s Peter, he has problems with one of the teachers. In a former exam he has failed because he said his personal opinion which the teacher wasn´t able to accept he felt insulted, really an overreaction but what could Peter do? There was no witness, and the official version was that he couldn´t answer correctly - how absurd. Now he had an oral exam with this teacher again, understandably he was full of anxiety and feared that the negativ feelings had grown and he would fail again.

- Hey, what are you smiling? How was it?
- I´ve an A!
- What?
- Yes, imagine an A! I can´t believe it, reckon my last exam with my "favourite" teacher?
- Sure, you´ve failed because of your individual thinking
- Well, I´ve changed, I spoke exactly in his way, exactly his words, the expression and phrases he uses, it was disgusting
- But he must have liked it
- No wonder, everybody likes claqueure more than critizanes
- Don´t think about any more, it´s over and we´ll have him no more, isn´t this great?
- Great? Fantastic, indeed!
- Let´s have a drin, and cheer your A

There are still 2 weeks left, 2 weeks spicked with exams, fear and panic. And the results? Are you proud when you receive your good grades? No, there´s no power to be proud after 3 weeks shattering and getting hysterical more or less daily. But then there´s the party, the big event when you´ve managed, when hell is over. And suddenly strengths came back and you realize: Your are still alife.