I'm going to die.
I'm not going to tell you the story in reverse.
I'm not going to start from the beginning or start a sentence with " it all started when...."
Remember I'm not dead. I'm going to die. So I'm in the process.
With in every moment I mite die and I may not complete my life goals or finishing this thing .
But as if now I only have the power of thoughts.
Power to think. That's it .
Darn... The bullet still hurts and the pain is spreading .
...........it's getting numb.............
I'm not famous,wanted,or anything.
I must have been shot randomly by a crazy person or a burglar. Or maybe both.
It's too noisy.
"O My God! "
" call the ambulance!"
Finally silence ....Short silence ... There's a buzz .
Weeeoooo!!!!!
Weeeeooooo!!!!!
"Are you ok ??!!!!" " there's a pulse ! "
"Don't worry will take care of you "
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Conscious I'm now at the hospital bed.
I may wake up ... Soon
I guess I won't remember all of this .
I may as well change my life style. I may not.
The police will probably come by and ask me questions like " do you know anyone that wanted to harm you?"
I'm a victim for now . I'm no use except for proof of the shouters failed victims. If in any case wanted me to be dead .
Well I guess I'll remember fragments of my past thoughts .
Of this thought.
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