GrimWraith
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I don't really understand what has brought me to this realm. I remember walking through my house and heard a man coughing violently. There was a man passed out face first on my kitchen floor, gasping for air. I tried to move but I couldn't, he really needed help. Then he stopped breathing, and let out his final breath.
I stood in a daze and stared helplessly. I tried yelling but it was like there was a wall between us. Then my fiancé came home after running some errands. She sat her car keys down and glanced up to notice the man’s shoes was laying in the walkway of the dining room.
"What did I tell you about leaving your shoes laying around?" she yelled, as she angrily walked towards the shoes.
"Don't worry about the damn shoes there's a man dying in the kitchen," I yell hysterically.
She ignored me, walked right past me, and then stopped. Her eyes widen, and her lips quivered as she put her hands over face. She turned and ran straight through me to the phone dialing nine-one-one. I was dreadfully confused, all I could hear was shouting and yelling. I felt dizzy, nauseous, and had lost any sense of reality. I fell slowly to the floor hitting hard without even making a sound.
Finally I saw my fiancé run to the lifeless man and turned him over. My vision was blurred and my hearing was diminished, as if I was underwater. I couldn't think, my mind was muddled, as I felt my life slipping away. My vision fades to white as my fiancé holds up his head nuzzling his neck, she began to cry furiously. I thought to myself why but, then I realized, the man she was holding was me.
I stood in a daze and stared helplessly. I tried yelling but it was like there was a wall between us. Then my fiancé came home after running some errands. She sat her car keys down and glanced up to notice the man’s shoes was laying in the walkway of the dining room.
"What did I tell you about leaving your shoes laying around?" she yelled, as she angrily walked towards the shoes.
"Don't worry about the damn shoes there's a man dying in the kitchen," I yell hysterically.
She ignored me, walked right past me, and then stopped. Her eyes widen, and her lips quivered as she put her hands over face. She turned and ran straight through me to the phone dialing nine-one-one. I was dreadfully confused, all I could hear was shouting and yelling. I felt dizzy, nauseous, and had lost any sense of reality. I fell slowly to the floor hitting hard without even making a sound.
Finally I saw my fiancé run to the lifeless man and turned him over. My vision was blurred and my hearing was diminished, as if I was underwater. I couldn't think, my mind was muddled, as I felt my life slipping away. My vision fades to white as my fiancé holds up his head nuzzling his neck, she began to cry furiously. I thought to myself why but, then I realized, the man she was holding was me.
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for the little newbie from the good little witch.
