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The end
I fall to the ground inable
to breath.
Laying on my back as
my eyes slowly
go to the back
of my head.
I feel as if there were elephants
stomping on my
chest repeatedly.
I gasp for air holding my throat.
I try and yell for help,
but no one can
hear me.
People start coming.
They see me and they try
to help.
Was it to late?
Was it really the end?
They called the paramedics and
they came.
As I am being strapped to the
stretcher,
the feeling of elephants suddenly
turned into a whale laying
on top of me.
I then pass out...
They put me on oxygen,
but it was then too late.
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