I've been drifting through the vast expansion of space for a few months now. Everything was like usual. The problem with that is it's very lonely, so I decided to call my dad - the head of the space station. As I made the call, I saw a huge piece of space debris heading right for me.
As my dad and his employees answer the call, I'm trembling. I'm terrified; I don't want to die. I need somebody to help me, to save me. Someone to comfort me, as I brace myself for impact. I hurriedly try and tell my dad all I have to say but...
I'm cut off by the crash. All I wanted was to make my dad proud. The last things I saw were; the bright light from the explosion, as my life flashed before my eyes, and my dad's worried face, as the screen and I blacked out.
"Huff! Huff! Wait, where am I!? Huff! Huff!"
My head is pounding and my stomach hurts, a lot. I look down...
"No! No, no, no, no, no! I-I... Oh My God!"
I'm going to die. I can't die. I don't want to die.
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