No.
I feel tiny pinpricks of pain starting from my foot.
It can't be.
"Mr.Stark, I don't feel so good."
This can't be.
I watch as Peter makes his way to Mr.Stark, as he latches on to him.
It hurts.
I lay down on the debris next to them, salty tears falling down my cheeks.
"You're alright."
"I don't know what's happening. I don't want to go. I don't want to go, Mr.Stark, I don't want to go. Please, Please. I don't want to go. I don't want to go."
I watched this exchange, not wanting to go as well. I've felt pain worse than this, but this is absolutely terrifying. I look at Peter who was laid down next to me, then turn to Mr.Stark, grabbing both of their hands.
"I'm scared."
Please tell me we'll be alright.
Mr.Stark's eyes started glistening as he watches both of us, one who stopped crying and the other, crying her eyes out.
"You'll- you'll be fine."
I know it's not true but I want to believe it.
The pin pricks of pain are now up to my shoulder.
"I don't want to go."
I'm scared. I don't want to go.
I look at Mr.Stark and, along with Peter, say
"I'm sorry."
And everything turns black.
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Phantom
ActionWe failed... we failed to keep the infinity stones away from Thanos. And now I'm dying, no, half of the population on each planet is disintegrating. "Mr.Stark, I don't feel so good" I watch as Peter made his way to Mr.Stark and latches on to him, I...
