TESSAI take the food package, open it carefully and start eating the bread as quickly as possible because I'm starving.The dry bread scratches my throat as I swallow, but I don't care. When I finish every crumb, I drink some of the water, but not too much. I can't afford to need the bathroom constantly.I need to conserve what little I have, knowing it will be my only sustenance for the next twenty-four hours.Tears fill my eyes and stream down my cheeks. I have no hope left.My journey through this world of constant pain speeds up, as I struggle continuously just to breathe. Excruciating pain gnaws at my lungs as I try to do something as simple as taking in oxygen.Every single coughing fit feels like a hammer pounding on my body, with every contraction of my abdominal muscles triggering sharp, stabbing pain.My rescue medication gives me brief moments of relative calm by opening my blocked airways temporarily. However, the constant exposure to this brutal cold feel like a sword sl
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