I gently lift my heavy eyelids slowly getting accustomed to the bright fluorescent lights. The plain white walls, chipped and cracked, are foreign to me. My house wasn't what you'd call a newly built mansion, but it wasn't this old either. I don't know where I am or how I ended up here, and the heartbeat monitor next to me isn't helping at all. But through my hazy state of mind, there is one thing I am certain of—this isn't right.
I shouldn't be breathing.
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Breathe (because life is worth the pain)
NovellerHappiness can be found in the darkest times if one remembers to turn on the light. -J.K. Rowling What if one never finds the switch to turn on that light? Or Wha...
