I can't move.
I don't remember anything.
Where am I?
Who am I?
All I can see are the white walls, and I can feel the weight on my stomach, and my chest moving up and down, and my heart beating, faster and faster.
I'm panicking, and I can't stop. I'm dead, I have amnesia, I got kidnapped, I'm in Hell and I'm just waiting for Satan's punishment. I can't think straight, my heart's beating too fast-
I'm breathing too fast...
And then I can't breathe at all.
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FanfictionShe lied, she cheated, yet I still love her. She hurt me, she killed me, yet I still love her. I want to go back to her, but she'll hurt me again. I've been hurt too much.
