Crash
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Última publicación mié, mar 13, 2019
My lungs burn as I know I'm running out of air. I keeping kicking the window, finally, I feel the glass starting to crack. I kick it one more time, the glass shatters allowing the water to rush in, filling the car. The air starts to leave my body as swim. I know at that moment there's no way we're all making it out of this.
Pulling myself up onto the bank, shivering as the cold air freezes my wet body. Tired I lay there hoping I go fast. I pass out as the cold envelopes me.
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