Natile. Where are you? Are you really dead? Thats all that runs through my mind as I run down the hospital hallway. I hear my parents calling my name, I don't care. I just keep on running. I keep on running and running and running hoping I can escape this nightmare. You can only run so far until you hit a wall. And when I did I backed up to it and cried.
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I open my mouth to breath, but instead my thoughts came spilling out as words. "Why did you come home at three in the morning?"
Started: 7/14/17
Completed: 11/18/17