50 deaths 50 mysteries

Ghasp for Air

●Alaska Juneau DC●

●Strong Language●
●2041 January 25●

An alarm started to blare in my face and I woke up, smacked my hand around and shut it off. I groaned and slowly sat up and looked around, it was 7:00, well of course, my alarm was set of 7:00. I got off my bed and remembered, that, today was the day, I don't know how the family would deal with my death being just 13 days after Alabama's but, I honestly didn't care. I got up and got dressed for my short day, I had to run to the store for some presents for Arizona and my sister, Hawaii. I sighed a bit, and looked in the mirror I had on my door, I looked like I would murder you in your sleep or that one emo kid at high school. I softly chuckled at that thought but the smile quickly faded and I exited my room. I walked all the way downstairs, the house was quite empty and, dad was on the couch.

I looked at dad for a few seconds, before Bama's death, he started zoning out a lot and talking to himself, and a few days after he died, he yelled Alabama's name. I sighed and stopped staring at dad and just exited the house and went on my way to the store. The time I spent walking to the store, I was mostly looking down but I bumped into a mother and her kid. I flinched when I bumped into them but the kid started screaming like I assaulted her. I started walking off quickly to not have any interaction with the kid and her mother and it worked, and I got to the store quicker.

My lungs started burning a bit because I non stop sped walked to the store after I bumped into the kid. I had stopped to catch my breath, I coughed a bit, it hurt my throat a bit but I caught my breath eventually and carried on into the store. My head hung to the ground as for the moose antlers but I kept an eye in front of me. As I walked through the store, I got some scared looks from children as for my abnormal looks but I didn't mind, I was used to it. I looked around the store for a gift for Arizona and Hawaii and eventually I found a good item for Arizona, it was a necklace with a little cacti coming from it, so I picked it up and carried on.

I looked and looked, I felt worried that I wouldn't find anything for Hawaii but I kept looking. Eventually I found something, I had saw a small painting of a beach and a dude surfing, I picked it up, it was perfect, he loved surfing to death, he'd never stop loving the hobby. I almost started crying in the middle of the store because of how much I'd miss my brother, I wiped away a tear that had been forming and went up to the front to pay and get the fuck out of there. When I did I sped walked home just took it easier on me so that my lungs wouldn't burn.

When I got home, I practically ran up to my room to wrap the presents or label who it was for. I ended up labeling them as I didn't want to go through the struggle of crappily wrapping a small item. I sighed and set them on my desk and flopped onto my bed, I'd wait for night to grab the rope from the garage so others that were wandering would ask what I was doing with the rope or so dad wouldn't stop me. I sat up again and took off my shoes and set them by my bed, I sighed, flopping back down into bed curling up and pulling the sheets over me.

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My phone went off, blaring in my ear from the bedside and I sat up groaning, taking my time to shut it off. When I had shut it off I rubbed my eyes and peered around, sighed, and stood up to go get the rope from the basement. I lazily walked out of my bedroom and down the stairs, I searched for the garage door and found it. I opened the door and wandered in, I few days prior, I had set the rope by the door and when I looked, it was thankfully still there, I sighed in relief and picked it up, I hurried back to my room. I then realized, how would I get my head in the tiny loop? My antlers were gigantic, I guess I'd have to tie it around my neck somehow and manage like that. I tied it around my neck and got up to stand on my bed and look at the little square that led to the attic, there had been something in the hatch that was overly heavy so I reached out with the rope in hand. I struggled to push it open even a crack but eventually I did and slipped as much rope as I could under and let go of the hatch, when I tried to catch my balance, I slipped and fell. My body swung forward and I heard a crack, and pain began to radiate from my neck, did it snap?

I couldn't move my body but I realized, that I didn't want to do this anymore, I couldn't call out for help as I died. My airway had been blocked by the pressure of the rope and, my time was shorter than I had expected, it had only been a minute before I had passed out, permanently.

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I stared at the kid, I had let him hang himself, god, I felt so angry at myself, I should've told America sooner before this happened. I teleported up to the attic and laid down, I felt bad for America too, he had to go through the pain of shrinking due too the land loss, it was so painful going through that process, I still remember when it happened to me like it was yesterday, I attacked a few of my own soldiers out of the control of fear and anger. I curled up and started to cry to myself, I felt so bad for the both of them.
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I shot up, as I had been shaken awake, I had ended up punching the person by reflex and realized it was Alaska. "Oh goodness- Alaska are you ok?" I half shouted at him. "Ahhh, I'm fine, not as bad as what the more immature states do to me, Ohio has broke in of my ribs before ruff housing with me." Alaska mentioned and suddenly I was a bit concerned. "That's, that's not ruff housing that's called trying to kill each other." I mumbled and Alaska laughed a bit. "It's whatever, also dad has been looking for you." Alaska pointed out. "Fuck." I whispered and got up and went to go look for him, god, I wonder what's going to happen to me.