Vega lay on the floor of her bedroom her vision hazy her breathing shallow. Her once white carpet was stained red with blood flowing from her abdomen. She coughed and as she looked down she realized there was a pool of blood where she coughed. She felt as though she would puke up her own heart. Her fingers and toes were tingling. "It'a so hot"
that was the only thought racing through her mind the heat from the wound gave her nothing else to think about.
Then a new thought flood her mind. "It was so loud." Her ears were ringing so loudly.
These were the only 2 things she could think about but then many other thought rushed in "What do I do? What is the meaning of life? What is the meaning of death? I need help! Please make the pain stop!!" She thought frantically.
Soon she could not see could not hear could not smell but yet she could still feel but instead of hot her body was cold. Then nothing she couldn't feel anymore. Her vision went white and she realized she was dead.
