Stoic
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I could feel my heart beat slow down. This wasn't happening, it was impossible. "Stoic! Stoic wake up! Please you can't do this! Stay with me!" Mom? "Come on sweety, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to I promise, please no" What was going on... "GOD DAMN IT GIRL WAKE UP! Yes officer please come help my daughter! 1127 J street.... I killed her..."
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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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