I am at NSU. Something terrible just happened on campus. Everyone is hurt. Is Wendy okay? I’m running around to find her. I ran everywhere, on all the floors, 3 buildings.
Skip time.
I’m sitting on the floor and she’s now in my arms, her hair is soaked in blood. She’s getting pale and cold. I held her close to me. I began to tear up.
We’re soon being surrounded by the other students and adults - and they’re all staring at us and crying. Wendy took up most of her energy to held my face and told me not to worry, and she doesn’t feel any pain. My heart began to hurt more and more. My tears started to fall on her face and she wiped them away.
“Duy, I feel… cold…” She began to gasp for air and I held her closer
“I’m here…”
“That’s all I need to know. Keep me close.” I did. I held her to me for a long time crying.
Black out.
I woke up not long after this because my heart was hurting. I have Broken Heart Syndrome (it’s a syndrome prominent in Asians) and whenever I feel mental pain, my heart began to get physical damage. So it hurts so badly I woke up and I found myself crying.
Slept again.
