A Cold Short Story

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Cold. That is the first thing that came into my mind. Why is this place so cold? Why is this light blinding me. “Wait” I thought, “I’ve heard about this before. People die like this. Am I about to die? Maybe if I play dead, they will just throw me to the side.” As I contemplated my actions, I felt something break skin in my mouth. “Wow. I can’t feel half of my face anymore. I am dead. I should have been a better son. I should have told my parents I love them.” I felt a pulling sensation as blood filled my mouth. This is how I was going to die. Drowning in my own blood, but then someone put little rolls of toilet paper in my mouth and stopped the bleeding. “This must mean I'm dead. I have no more blood in my body.” As this final thought flooded my …show more content…

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