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*Asher's POV*
My eyes opened.
I looked around me.
I was in a hospital room.
It was white, everywhere...
I sat up, but I felt odd.
I look down at my hands, and my skin....
Was transluctent???
I raised it up, and could see everything through it.
Whatthehell...?
I shook my head.
Nope, still clear.
Slowly, I turned around.
I gasped.
I saw myself lying in the bed.
My eyes had deep purple rings under them, and my skin was as pale as snow.
My cheast was rising and falling unnaturally.
Everywhere, tubes, needles, wires...
Connected to my body.
I was dressed in a faded blue nightgown, and my hair was sickenly greesy.
I cringed.
Thiswasn'tpossible.
No, no way....
I never believed in ghosts, spirits....
But this wasn't a dream.
It was...
Life, it had the realness to it, not the blurred edges, like a dream.
I bit my lip, my mind thinking of what was going on.
Someone sobbed softly.
My head spun around quickly.
And there he was.
Graham.
Sitting next to ME, crying.
"What the hell are you doing here?" I said to him, fists bawling up.
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With Death Etched In My Heart
SonstigesI'm that guy you see, alone. The one you call Emo, a fag. To everyone, I'm just that waste of space. No one knows me. I paste this act onto myself everyday, but its all fake..... Asher, a seventeen year old boy, with the worst case of depression an...
