Memory

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                                                Memory

It hurts. I can barely breath. The pain is demanding to be felt. Why won’t it end? Please, God, let it end soon. Kill me, just get it over with. I’m scared. I’m trapped in darkness. I’m alone. What did I do to deserve to be in this agonizing situation? I can feel medicine running in my veins, but it’s not doing anything! I can’t move, I can’t breath, I can’t see. Help, someone, anyone. Please.

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