Random Story p.1

I felt the knife slide through my skin. I knew my life would soon be over.
I watch the guy dressed in black run into the darkness.
I sit here, bleeding, as thoughts popped in my head.
I will die seventeen and a virgin. Holy shit,I'm gonna die a virgin. I've never even kissed a boy. I'm dying a total loser.
Why can't prince charming just show up?
God, my cloths are so gross. This is my favorite shirt too.
I love the thoughts I have.
Thank God people can't read minds, or they would think I am a very lonely. Of course I am pretty lonely. So, I guess the pity might help me a little bit.
God, what is wrong with me? I can't process the fact that I am dying.
As i finish my thought, I see a blur of red and blue lights. I feel pressure. then, someone picks me up and sets me down on a bed like thing. The gravel road makes the trip bumpy.
I feel hands touching.
Then I feel nothing...