...Breathe....
It couldn’t be the end, right? After just one week?
.......Breathe......
I’d only just been given a second chance. A life in an impossible, magical world.
A new opportunity to be someone else.
Someone who wasn’t me.
............Breathe......
How could it end so pitifully?
So quickly?
Was I doomed to always fail?
.............BREATHE, NATALIE.
And I coughed up the water in my lungs, my eyes snapping awake.
I wasn’t dead.
I wasn’t sure how, or by what miracle, but I was alive.
Everything hurt. My body was aching, but I managed to push myself onto my side and continued coughing up the rest of the water in my lungs. It was my best imitation of the recovery position, recalling what I could from those TV CPR guides I’d been forced to watch during Health class in scho
