No Longer Watching Him Hurt

No Longer Watching Him Hurt

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Watching him die killed me. He ever so slowly slipped away due to pain and sickness. I prayed for the day when he wouldn't hurt, but never hoped he would have to die. I'm journaling life after him for you and your curiosity, amusement, whatever. I'm showing you how I persevered. I'm proving to you that I can live even though he couldn't.
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It's like the whole world stopped. Everyone just stood there, not moving or breathing. The lights faded out and my lungs ached. I couldn't breathe. No matter if I gasped, nothing would come. Everything was a blur. In that moment, I knew that I just pissed off the wrong person, and I was dying. "I love you, L-" I gasped out before the whole world started to work again. But I wasn't there, I was dead.

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