Broken
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Complete Tue, Jun 21, 20161h 26m
I close my eyes.
I'm not going to die. I'm not going to die.
Suddenly, I feel my stomach drop and my head start to spin. I try to scream, but nothing comes out. I try to breathe, but my mouth is dry. The sickening feeling continues for about a minute, then it stops. I open my eyes; I'm not dead... Yet.
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