This feels just the same, the pain, the struggle of trying to breathe. It's all the same. When Janelle pushed me down the stairs.
My eyes are almost closing but I'm fighting to stay awake. I can't fall unconscious. If I do, it will be a repetition of everything. Every part of my body is painful. It's so painful that I'm starting to feel numb. I'm staring at the ceiling. All white, just like that day.
I'm breathing in intervals because if I try to breathe normally, I can't. It's too painful. I can't hear anything around me. It's so quiet, except for the sound of my breathing.
My lungs are giving up. I know, it won't take long for me to pass out, but that's what I don't want. So I'll stare at the ceiling, the chandelier, if that's the only thing that will keep me awake.
Someone lies bes
