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I couldn’t breathe…
I couldn’t breathe….
“I can’t… help…. I can’t… breathe… mommy…”
My heart was beating too fast.
I couldn’t see anything.
It was dark, so so dark.
My body shuddered, and I stumbled on the floor, next to
the door, still scratching and punching.
“Can’t… breathe… daddy… please… please… come
find… me! Please…”
I cried.
I didn’t want to; I had to be strong, but I couldn’t stop.
I cried harder.
“I’m… scared…”
My hand went numb until I couldn’t feel it anymore.
“Don’t… leave me here… mommy. Help,” I whispered when
I could no longer scream.
Everything hurt.
My head. My throat. My hand. My body.
Everything.
And it was so dark. There was a monster in the dark,
like in the movies. I could feel it watching me, and my skin
crawled.
The monster kept watching me; I couldn’t see it, but it
was there.
I still couldn’t breathe.
“Help…”
Mommy and Daddy had promised they’d always find me
wherever I hid. They said they could feel me because I was
their baby, and they’d always know where I was.
They… lied.
They didn’t find me.
“Don’t… leave… me alone,” I begged, but I could barely
hear the words.
“Please.”