I Am Lost
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Concluida jue, sep 25, 2014<5 mins
"No, please don't hurt him. Niko!!!!" I heard someone scream, but it
sounded so far away. Everything was slowly fading away. I could hear
crying from a distance .
"Don't cry," I tried to say but it came out as a whisper. Something was
keeping me here. Something I wanted to fight for.
"Niko, please don't leave me. I love you. Niko, please." I tried so hard to
responsed but my breathe was slowly ebbing away. I was so tired, all I
wanted to do was sleep. I love you too, I thought as I shiver from the
cold. I wheezed as I try to say it out loud. I gasped as I took my last breathe.
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Maybe I skipped to far ahead. My name is Nikolai Kaden Smith. I am 17
years old and in the 11th grade. My friends call me Niko. I, of course, am
part of the 'popular crowd' but only because I am one of the schools 'bad
boys'. I have a slightly snobby girlfriend named Rosanna , but she can
be alright sometimes. I am a lot smarter than most around me but I
don't show it. I mean what's the point. But any ways on to the important
stuff. I am Nikolai Kaden Smith and today is my last day on Earth (I think...)
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