I'll be waiting

I'll be waiting

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The day I died was the worst day ever, I never said goodbye to my mother, I never got to tell everyone how I felt, what I thought or express who I was inside. When everything was going smoothly in my day and when the day was about to end, everything changed. I was sitting in my class with my friends and out of no where my heart started hurting, I felt paralyzed and I could breath. My whole body was hurting and I could say anything else but "NO!NO!NO!NOT NOW!HELP!SOMEONE PLEASE!I CANT.....GOD PLEASE ITS NOT MY TIME YET!WHYYYYYYY?"The i saw a light flashing through my vision and out of no where i was perfectly fine sitting in a field of green in a small island. "Where am I" were the first words I ever said in Purgatory.
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