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I Can't Breath

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by AstoriaPheonix

by AstoriaPheonix

I don't know how or why. I was perfectly fine just moments ago.

And suddenly, I am falling. Falling, falling, falling.

I can't make anything out. Only inky blackness and an uncomfortable chill dancing on my spine.

By the time I've finally adjusted to the feeling of falling, I've landed into... something. Something strange. Something both too hot and too cold.

I can't make anything out.

Why can't I see? Why can't I feel?

I look around, only finding nothing.

Sounds I can't hear. Colors I can't recognize. Faces I can't name.

The strangers around me say that this is air, so

why am I drowning?

I can't breathe. I try to breathe. I don't know what to do. The sounds won't let me think. An endless cacophony of meaningless noise.

So I scream. I scream for help. I scream for guidance. I scream for anyone. My throat feels scratchy, so I stop screaming.

I try to breathe.

I can't breathe.

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My lungs are already tired.