Alive

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I see that he looks at his hand and then at me in total suprise.

I hear him shout "How dare you!"

I look at him, scared.

I put my hands in front of my face for protection.

I then get pulled back as quick as a flash.

I see the light at the end of the corridor get smaller and smaller, as I am being pulled further and further.

I see his shadow wave good bye.

I know he knows that I will come soon enough and that I will miss him.

I am in my hospital bed again.

I sit up, gasping.

I pant.

I breathe.

I see that everybodys eyes are on me.

I look at them as they stare at me in shock.

I am alive.

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