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    dots Submission Name: 3 amdots
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    Author: AshleyDYoung
    ASL Info:    19/F/Ohio
    Elite Ratio:    4.22 - 28/33/34
    Words: 455
    Class/Type: Misc/Misc
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    “Look at them… they are squirming around trying to save a lost cause.” He spoke calmly as his hand grasped at my arm and threw me down on the floor, tears would have welled up on my eyes had I had any left to cry. I looked down at the ground refusing to watch them skittering around like little mice. “Look at them!” He said louder and held my face in his palms tightly, not allowing me to close my eyes. I watched them intently, despising every second. There were doctors wearing suits of white, with light red splotches their hands were drenched in blood, and a girl was lying on the table. She was fair, not what I would consider a beauty to write home about, but she was pretty. Her face was cold, as if she were dead but yet the heart monitor kept beeping steadily. “Do you see now?” he said squeezing a little tighter on my face. “No I don’t, why wont you just leave me alone?” “Leave you alone? My dear consider this a treat, soon you will know the meaning of pain.” he said, I could almost hear the smirk on his face. “Why am I here?” I asked reluctantly, but there was no answer. So I watched the doctors once more, they were shocking the girl because she was flat lining. Strange, I could almost feel the electricity surge throughout my skin. “What does this mean? I asked him “Why can I feel this?” “You know, most of the time people catch on a little faster than you, I guess your slow though, shut up and watch you will remember.” I turned to watch again, the doctors were rushing so quickly trying to save the girl, but the line was still flat. That’s when it happened, my life her life, flashed before my eyes. I remember laying down to sleep one last time and expecting never to wake up again, I remember the blood slowly draining from my body, it was wet and sticky. The air smelled of copper and salt, my heart weighed heavy. Then it went black and I was gone, lost inside myself, until now. “Why are we here?” I asked “You already know the answer to that he said smiling at me” his hands dropped from my face and down to his sides, one held out. “Come my dear…” I did not want to but still I grabbed his hand and stood turning my back to myself.

    A few seconds later…

    The nurse reaches down to my eyes and closes my lids then speaking in a soft tone “Doctor, shes gone… call it”
    He sighs “Three a.m.”




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      Awful sad but at least it was well done. Feel the shock also.
    | Posted on 2011-02-21 00:00:00 | by Blue Monk | [ Reply to This ]
      Its chilling... bood feeling wet and sticky... air smelling of copper and salt... it can be felt... you have captured the moment very well.
    | Posted on 2011-02-21 00:00:00 | by ShiveringFire | [ Reply to This ]


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