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I wake up. I was back home. But I was still in trouble. The rope was still around my neck and I was choking to death and fast, I was seeing everything turn white.

I needed a sharp object fast, to cut the rope.

I remember that I keep a knife in mcloset, I try to find it while gasping for air.

There itwas, I grabed it and cut the rope off from my neck just in time.

It was just a vision I thought to my self. I lay on the floor thinking about what had just happened I laughed a little to my self.

"What's so funny" my sister said from her room.

"Nothing" I reply smiling to my self.



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