Frail Heart
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One sorrowful night, I found myself lost, feeling nothing but a faint beat of my heart. I see nothing but darkness, as if the world is turning it's back on me. I close my eyes and try to open it again, I saw light, a blinding light.
"Where am I?" My mind went blank, I stop for a minute, trying to figure out what is happening, then suddenly a face flashes on my mind. Fear is now creeping on me, in an instant I collect myself and move. I can't be here, I need to see her, I need to be with her. She badly needs me now.
"No, let me go!" I shouted. Strong hands are now holding my shoulder to keep me still. I pushed and kicked my way out, I can hear buzzing sound, the place seems familiar but I could not think straight anymore.
"Please let me go! I need to go to her place!" I used all my remaining strength to to fight against them but it was no use. I felt a sting on my shoulder, my eyes are getting heavy and so as my head. I keep shouting her name.
"Please, she could die." My voice is fading as I plead to them..
"Please.." I cried and everything turns black..
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses , places, events and incidents are either the products of author's imagination or used in fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual person, living or dear, or actual event is purely coincidental.
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