I figured I'd stop the wait...but since ya'll so excited to see if Nia's gonna live or not (which I hope you are....) Then I thought I'd post this EXTREMLY short "chapter" just so you all can find out.
And the next NEXT chapter will be in awhile because I'm doing a 50,000 word competition...and I think I should thank that person.
Please follow volley17ball17
because without her, I wouldn't have known about the competition. <3 love you!
So here's the ".5" chapter of 19
And by the way: I know like nothing about hospitals as you will find out below
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I lay my head on my hand. My other is holding Nia's. All I remember when I walked in here was that the heart meter thing was beeping and that Nia's hands were cold. Cold.
Aren't most dead bodies cold? And alone and floating aimlessly around and around. What happens if your stuck in between living and dying. Your thread of life hoping not to get cut, but already split. Is that was Nia feels like? Holding on for dear life but her hands are getting slippery and she's losing time. Cold. How could one word mean so much fear and guilt.
Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!........beep....beep......beep...................beep........................beep.............beep............................beep.............beep.
Beep..................................................beep.................................................beep.......................................silence.
Cold.
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I think I did that pretty well don't you? Some of you are gonna be like "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Well sorry guys.
I'm just boss! and like so good at making stuff like this.
But I love you all! <3
I got 6 pounds of candy on Halloween, how many did you guys get? Ya'll should comment how many you got and if you got like 6 pounds or over (and you actually did because if you lied, I will hunt you down.....) so if you follow me, get like 6 pounds or over, and you list your favorite candy, I'll follow you back.
Half of you are gonna be like "Screw it! I'm too awesome for a follow-back!" And ill be like *shrugs* "Whatevs."
And the other half are gonna be like "OMG! A follow back?! I have friends?!"
Well your all beautiful so whatever. So follow me, comment how many pounds you got and your favorite candy and I'll follow you. LOVE YOU ALL!!!!
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