All I could feel was blood in my mouth and metel.
I was going to die for a crime I did'nt commit my tonge felt like it was being cut off slowly.What uses to be my dress was splattered in blood and
I knew it was not mine.My face was durty with my blood and durt.
My nails had blood on them.If the pain it self was not going to kill me,
bleeding to death will.I had to try to get out but it was no use when I heared a voice call me to stay alive.
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