All of a sudden I sit up. I'm still in the operating room and the doctors are working under something beneath me. I stand up and get off the bed. When I turn around I feel sick to my stomach.
It's me, I am laying on the bed. My top is off and my shoulder is cut open. I see the muscle. I also see the tools they are using. They cut a little deeper and I see something shiny... IT'S THE BULLET!!! The doctors retrieve it carefully, making sure not to damage any of the surrounding muscle.
Wait if I can see myself being operated on, does that mean I am dead? My heart and breathing monitor seem to be keeping steady.
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The Murder That Changed Me Forever
HorrorA story of a girl who has had a terrible thing happen to her one night. Her parents were murdered and she witnessed it all from underneath her bed. Somehow she had survived she must live with the awful truth of it all whilst not trying to be killed...
