Life in a matters of seconds
Allie
Saturday morning, 7:00 AM. The time when it all happened.
It happened so fast that I didn't even have time to process what was happening, what was happening to me at that very moment.
I get out of bed with difficulty and sit up, I rest my hand on my chest and cough in desperation as I struggle against my lungs to be able to breathe, it's not anxiety, it's my illness acting against me, doing its thing.
Mom comes running into my room and talks to me but I don't hear her, all my senses are focused on finding more oxygen so I can breathe but despite my attempts I can't do it, it's all in vain.
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