I just wanted a little help. I think my uncle would rush I hope not this time. Now I'm comfortable here,no disturbances. I wish I would stay here.
Grrrrr..... My stoma-stomach! Do I need call help or let me die here? I must call.
How?
How would I call?
I'm getting scared now. Not yet this time. I'm getting weak. My visions got foggy again. My belly got much pain. I must shout but I can't like something threw up in my mouth that I can't breath. Help!
Dreams,please be with me I'm dying and I can't handle anymore too nuch pain. I can't anymore do it I failed.
I-I ...
Lost command myself permitting the pain to takeover and let me killed...
(The doctor checked Hazel for cause of her death. The doctor find out the infllamation got worse and infected by the poisoning. The doctors checked "Time of death 3:45pm date was August 15,1987". Unfortunately,Hazel's birthday was too ungrateful. She died. Still poor and her dreams completely leave her.)
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Lost Command
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Lost Command
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