GINA
I was almost convinced that I was dead but if I was, I wouldn't be able to process my rage that was resurfacing to the surface, I wouldn't be able to deduce the kind of emotion I was feeding in this present moment. I was filled with rage. Why was it ok that my enemies could assume that I was an easy target. Was it okay for them to think that they could kill me and get away with it? I've been near death once but this time I had something to live for, people to come back to, people who loved me. There was a reason that I came here and that was because I never want to find myself in this position again. Ever.
Invoking strength that I wasn't even sure I had, and taking gulps of water against my will. I used my rage as a weapon, latching on the hand that tried to push me down, try to dr
