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i gulp down a mouthful of water and throw the paper cup into the wastebasket. it goes right in, i grin for a second, before stumbling over to my table. its strange, maybe even impossible for me to have survived it , but i did. then again, you wont understand. not until you know what ive gone through. i pick up my pencil - its a new one because the old one was too short - and scribble something down. my leg hurts where the stitches were, probably because it wasnt done by a 'certified' doctor. the old wound would swell up every now and then but it didnt matter much to me. im dying and i know it. not just of old age, but also because of my poor health. after that day, things were never going to be the same. ever. but i was - am sure on one thing : i will get revenge. no matter what.


authors note:

hey!! tysm for reading, its quite short HAHAHAH so i'll be updating asap!!😉 dont forget to VOTE AND COMMENT!!



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