- Reads 49
- Votes 4
- Parts 2
- Time 5m
Ongoing, First published Nov 15, 2015
Mature
Why am I still here? In a dark colourless room where the only thing that's vaguely exciting is the sound of my own breathing. Why am I alone? Day in day out. Breathe in breathe out. No light, no recognisable voices except the doctors who I've never seen nor spoken to, who insist on prodding and poking me everyday, tutting every time they take a reading of something. What's the point in staying alive? Because there are still flares flying, because I have to find him, because it isn't over yet. ©TheHorseWhisperer November 2015 All Rights Reserved Reader Discretion is advised, as there are some chapters that readers may find upsetting.All Rights Reserved
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