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you are dying pt2 — a
stroking my clammy pale forehead.
"do you remember me ?" the fair haired girl spoke softly and the brunette women questioned me.
their eyes rosy eyes glistering with despondency and despair
nodding my head.
my breathing was out to an end
a large tube forced down my throat.
waking up in the ER vision is still bleary.
nebulous memory.
only recalling some of what had happened.
my physique searing as i tried to move.
"this will only hurt a bit honey"
an obscure women expressed to me.
feeling a piercing pain in my forearm. IV.
pulling a thin tube out of me with blood.
"i'm so happy to hear your voice"i don't know what tube they put up my vag so i just said that 😭