Fatal Decision

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A cold ground and nothing visually around me as a snow flake falls onto my face. Everything tight, it was begining to get harder to breath my feet start to numb along with my hands soon unable to move, as I try to reach for nothing...but the hope of anyone to help...anyone...is what I'm expecting...but there was no one...my vison went blurry and unable to focus, everything was fuzzy not even a sound could come out...but it looked like nothing but a pair of brown shoes at least what made out the figured shape of shoes was I just going crazy, hallucinating...

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