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Day Dreams (Louis Tomlinson)

Summary

(PART OF THE STORY)
I tried playing my guitar again today, and failed. I only got 54 cents. I had almost no money, I haven't eaten in about a week, and the only water I've had is melted snow. I'm also freezing to the point where I'm surprised I don't have frostbite. Today was terrible. I could not stop coughing, and each time I coughed, my chest felt like it was getting stabbed, but it got worse each time. My stomach ached, and my head ached too. Today was just terrible. I just wanted to curl up and die, instead of suffer. I dragged myself to my little alley, and curled up, attempting to get some sort of warmth. Last week, a small family offered me a blanket, but I declined. I didn't want to take stuff I didn't need. I can survive this... I hope. I was feeling light headed, and I kicked an empty barrel by accident. I think I alerted a person walking by, because I heard footsteps, but I felt so weak, so frail... I felt like I could die then and there. My vision was dimming, to the point where I can barely see. The footsteps got closer, and I felt someone shaking my shoulder. I couldn't make out their words, or their face. But I do remember saying something before I blacked out.

"Help me..."

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Comments

R U FUCKING KIDDING YOU CANT JUST END IT HERE OMFG!

Vanessa Horan Vanessa Horan
2/8/15

this is a great story you have got to keep updating!!

Vanessa Horan Vanessa Horan
2/8/15