Diary Entry:
Arrel Greene
Date:
June 1, XX18
I woke up in the middle of the night, I can barely breathe, I was writhing in pain. I took my phone and dialed a random number.
My eyes shot open and almost instanly after I sat up at clutched my chest with both hands.
Sweat trickled down my face and my throat felt like it was on fire, it was then I realized that I can't breathe. It hurts so much like every ounce of oxygen I took was coated with tiny iron barbs that painfully scraped against my throat.
I immediately took my phone from the nightstand and dialed the first number I found. It was too painful that I completely had my eyes shut by wincing.
It rung once.
Twice.
Thrice.
Someone picked up.
"Arrel? It's almost midnight? What's up?" Aries groggily asked.
"I can't... Breathe..." I said and my gasps for air were definitely obvious.
"Wait, what?! Holy shit since when?! I'll call 911!" Aries said, panicked by the whole situation.
"..." I couldn't respond but I can only writhe in pain as I struggled to breathe.
"Arrel what the hell!" He said, every word, I mean every single one of it, was coated with a thick cover of fear and worry.
A few hours later. I woke up.
I was in an ambulance going to the hospital.
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