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by 1234hourflight

by 1234hourflight

My lungs were suffocating. I was grasping for air every second. My whole body fell weak. I knew I was going to leave soon.

My condition has gone so bad, and the pills were just to fool people. It wasn't actually helping. I only drank those so the symptoms wouldn't show.

But you can never hide a secret forever, can you? The pills aren't enough anymore, and I had to just stay home to hide.

Pathetic, I know. But what else could I do?

Lying was an only option. An option I gladly picked. Even if there was other choices, I'd still choose to lie.

I don't want to worry people about my illness, it'll make me feel like a burden. And also, most people who knows I'm dying, would stay away from me.

Maybe those are the reasons why I chose to lie...

My breath was getting heavier and heavier with each second. I knew what I needed to do. I managed to grab the pen and wrote down some things.

Then, I vanished.

My heartbeat stopped.

My breathing stopped.

My sight turned dark.