I don't remember much but I felt a presence near me. I couldn't move. My body felt as if it would break with any movement. I wanted to cry. I wanted to move. Even breathing pained me. I couldn't breath. I didn't want to breath. I could feel my eyes move against my eyelids. I could feel my nose twitch. I couldn't talk or groan. My throat was dry. I felt like someone was shoving a pen down my throat. My body was on fire. I couldn't take it. My reflexes took over and I felt a pang as I coughed.
My body sprang forward and my eyes flicked open. The light blinded me for nearly a second before they adapted. I Sat there staring at a wide eyed middle aged man with a white coat. I looked over my surroundings ignoring the pain that overcame my body. I kept my eyes on the man. He look startled and continuously looked me over. I could hear the sound of beeping and alarms going off.
I couldn't control my body. I could hear everything and feel everything.
I tangled with the cords that wrapped around my body and pulled the cord that was in my throat.
I screamed.
"Turn it off!" I screamed. "Turn it off!" I screeched as I lunged my body at the machine that seemed to be making the noise. I fell over before I could even touch the monster. My breathing was unsteady and I could feel the world spinning. My vision went blurry and my body went limp. I hit the ground hard.
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Fate Is Fantastic
FantasyTyler was more than just your average young lady out in the world on her own. She faced far more than what your mind can imagine. She was alone. She's been running almost all her life and fate has decided it's time to stop running.
