jueves, 13 de octubre de 2016

Drowned dreams.

I swear I could feel oxigen leaving my lungs in weak giant bubbles and foam. Panic invaded my head and chest as I realised I was going to die. It felt like fire tho the water was so cold I couldn't understand why it hadn't become ice yet. My arms and legs were freezing and numb. Chilling water seeped through my thriat as I tried to scream out my pain.

Next thing I know, I'm on my knees, the wooden floor etching my bones, covered in cold sweat and gasping.

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