Dying

by Anick   Oct 14, 2006


It is raining.
It is getting darker.
I am getting tired.
It is hard to breathe.
I am walking slowly.
It is raining harder and harder.
No one is around.
I am falling slowly.
I am trying to scream but no sound is coming out.
I am lying on the ground.
I have stopped breathing.
My eyes are wide open.
No one is near.
No one sees me.
Suddenly, everything turns black.

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