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The Perfect Mistake

LECTURAS 75
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LECTURAS 75
Votos 2
Partes 16
Hora 3h 3m

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All I could hear was the sound of my own fading heartbeat. 

I can hear my own slowing breathing.

I slowly opened my eyes again, feeling a wetness seep into my clothing. It was cold, dark; a place I didn't belong. I tried to move, to open the car door, but I couldn't. I reached for the doors again, but my legs wouldn't move. 

Panic sinks in, and I fear I'll be stuck here forever.

I'm dying, this is what dying feels like. 

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