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Saving Me
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Ongoing, First published Jun 10, 2016
I think everyone, angels and humans alike, has misconceptions of what a rescuer is. The someone or something that saves you doesn't have to possess a good heart or even have the best intentions in mind. They don't have to be heroic or knightly with their actions, and they most certainly don't have to stick around after pulling you out of the pool of your own blood while you're unconscious and taking you someplace dry. 

My rescuer didn't. Not at first. 

I was laying there listening to the storm, thinking about the odd nature of lightening and thunder, how they were opposites yet were never without each other, when I saw him for the first time.
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Save Me

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I was drowning. I knew that. I also knew that the hands around my throat, pushing me deeper into the river water was the cause. What I didn't know was who was drowning me and why. It hurt thinking. It hurt to do anything right now. But I still screamed under the cold water and pushed the hands away as hard as I could. It didn't have much effect. I fought and fought, but I was getting weaker, and colder. The pain was overbearing. I couldn't breathe. It was the worst pain imaginable; and as the hands that were around my neck were forcibly ripped off by some unknown force, I slipped deeper into the depths of the river. My hair was straight above me along with my arms. My eyes were open and the water burned. A darkness started to pull me under, taking the pain away. I felt a small pressure around my waist, before the darkness completely consumed me. The last thing I remember is thinking, save me.