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Stumbling, breathing quickly-- panting --hyperventilating. So close, I'm so close, she thought, face flushed from the pain; hot and salty tears leave ugly stains on her cheeks. Please, she begs, please, please. She doesn't know who she's talking to, but she hopes they can hear her. 
          So close, so close... The sirens blare loudly all around her, deafening, screeching-- painful to her sensitive ears. Please, please, please, please, the words blur together- everything blurs together.
          So close, so close.... Yet so far away, and she trips and falls into the darkness. 

Yeah :)

I wrote this ^ like 2 years ago, haven't really written anything since. Let's see if I can get back into it 

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