BookRix

And so I realize, I'm not who I really am. Something clicked, and everything I lived through, was really just a lie. My body shook hard, my breath is shaky, my mind is numb. The cold smoke blew out of my mouth. My knees buckled onto the cold thick snow, and I fell. Vibrations of something running towards me, sounded far away. My name repeated over and over again, seemed distant.

"Please don't die." He said. But he sounded just a whisper to me. "Don't leave me."

I wanted to tell him, 'It's all right, this is supposed to happen, I'm supposed to die.' But I knew that was a lie, and he would too if he heard it. The cold seemed to nip me, and I shivered. Was this the last thing I'll feel on my skin? Coldness? The thought terrified me. I didn't want to die, at least not like this. Not in the arms of a love one.