It's too dark. The thought passed his mind as he was trying to open his eyes. "T...Y..G! O. .H..K ..D!" The voice faded in and out, and he flinches. It's too loud. Seeming to have heard his thoughts, the voice quiets down.
"Tae? Don't close your eyes; look at me!" He hears the desperation in the voice. Female. He noted down. Why is she telling me to keep my eyes open? The female starts sobbing. It shocks him, and he thinks why is she crying? He tries asking the question. However, his throat closes up, and a bright light suddenly overcomes his senses.
I feel so, warm. He tries to embrace the light, but the girl's sobs get louder, disrupting him to the point where the warmth leaves. Stop it, please. I feel so cold. He tries to communicate with her, but he couldn't open his mouth.
He feels it come back. He smiles and the warmth envelopes him. But with the warmth, came an overpowering surge of memories.
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The Cruel Past
RandomAs he is nearing death, he recalls his childhood. Through the agony and love he had experienced, will he find his strength to push past and break death's walls and walk out alive? Or will he die, leaving his family and friends? Story Cover: @Kookies...
