Then everything went dark, my head was thriving and my body ached. When I woke, I was in a dark, empty room there was nothing but loneliness all around. "Am I dead?" I say, trying to get up. But I couldn't move my feet. It felt like the world was turned up side down, like everything was going to hell. "Heh... it has gone there... " I struggle and strain, my hands were free but my feet were stuck in place. Then the moaning starts again, coming from farther away then it did before. I tightened, trying to curl into a ball, but the top of my body felt heavier than before and I was getting dizzy. My eyes burned and i started losing thought. "Damn it!" I whisper.
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Bloody Birthday
Non-FictionC:< Republishing for a special man, enjoy the cringe.
