SEizURes SUcK s/t/r (c) chapter 2

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I was choking. Why was I choking? I coughed and wheezed uncontrollably.

What was wrong with me? I couldn't breathe. My lungs constricted.

Ohmehgerd. I was dying.

I forced my eyes open and that was when I saw the flames. So many of them.

I saw that one, white, inncoent candle that used to smell like cupcakes, in the middle of the floor. Charred. What a shame.

I heard shouting. Ugh, the roar of the flames was so loud!

Ouch. That sucked.

I moved my arm away from the approaching flames but it didnt move.

Great, so my seizure wasn't done yet? Cool beans.

I heard breaking glass. A firefighter burst through my window with a hose.

He didn't see me.

I'm right here! I wanted to scream. Save me! But i couldn't move.

He was walking backwards spraying everything down. Then, he tripped over my body.

It is strnage how my mouth choses when and when not to work. I heard myself squeak out a

"Smooth"

"What? A girl in here ? Shit!" he muttered. He tried to pick me up but knocked over my dresser onto himself. I heard his swear and moan with the pain.

I was too numb to do anything.

"Caleb? shit!" another man said, who had just appeared in my window.

"Get...the girl...Derek!"He yelled as the man sturggled to get him. That was when  he saw me.

He made it to me and picked me up.

Yay. I was finally able to experience that moment when a hot fire fighter picks you up and carries you bridal style. Only except for the burns and the ongoing seizure.

Then I felt the odd sensation of falling.

Bam.

Splat.

Kwazamm.

I smacked into a big pad on the ground. Weired. When did that get there?

Then I saw another guy, Caleb?, land next to me.Some more men picked me up.

Man, I am irresistable today. Men can't keep their hands off me.

That was the last thing I thought before I blacked out.

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