The Sixty-First Note

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It was not an accident.
You were not in a coma.
I was wrong.
It was ALS.
You were having trouble breathing
I was killed.

For the first time, I was killed by life; a spear piercing my heart.

Your mom explained everything.
At first your left hand started twitching every now and then.
You went to your general doctor who later on passed you to a neuroligist.
You stayed in the hospital for the never ending tests, during that period I visited you but you wanted to keep it a secret so you said it was the flu.
You kept it a secret from everyone until graduation.
Your state has been getting worse since than.
And two weeks ago you could not even breathe so you were admitted to the hospital for the ventilator to help you breath.
You lost all controle of your muscles and you are now merely a corpse.

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