Lights, red flashes, blue screens.
It hurts; it hurts. It burns.
Why do I feel numb?
My body feels numb.
I can't breathe...? Why can't I breathe properly? Lump in my throat? No...
Water...
Drowning? It's intense, I can't see, I can't breathe. Beeps follow the sound of air around me. I scream at the top of my lungs. Someone... please.
My body feels moist, disturbing, and itchy in a way I can't comprehend; why do I feel like this? Why can't I BREATHE?
I screamed again, moving my body...
Numb.
I can barely move...
"Wicked is good."
Voices, multiples. A deep voice hovering and a faint soft yet hoarse in the background.
I tried to yell for help, but all that came out were whispers..." He-... help," my voice cracked. I sound like I haven't talked in months.
Breaths fill my surroundings; I can hear them. My heart beats, and I can feel it pulse in my ears, in my veins. "Help," I whispered as I took my last breath.
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My eyes widened as I flinched out of bed; my breathing was heavy, my heart pounding, and my arms shaking. What was that... I looked down at my hands, blinking a few times. Drowning? Nightmare?
I can't recall much, but was I dreaming or having my memories back? I looked around me.
My hut.
I sighed, still lost in thought.
Sweat made its way down my back; I whipped off the ones on my forehead and sat down on the edge of my bed. It was a small room with a simple bed and a wooden nightstand next to it. My clothes are on the ground with a bunch of "girl stuff."
Pathetic... I tell myself.
I sighed, picking up all the messed-up clothes on the ground. Another day in the glade. Yay! And another amazing morning with the beautiful chirps of disgusting boys. Also, yay! What a wonderful life I have.
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𝐒𝐚𝐮𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐞- TMR, Minho
Fanfic𝐒𝐮𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐞- a nostalgic longing to be near again to something or someone that is distant or that has been loved then lost. "The love that remains." a love between a hopeless girl and a hopeless boy.