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I'm running. Oh God it hurts. I can't breath. I swear this is it. The end. Why am I running? Because I'm being a coward.
How could I have done this? Ron, I'm sorry! First Cedric, then you. I watched you die. I watched Voldemort torture you. All for nothing. You shouldn't have jumped in front of me. Why didn't you save yourself? I'm gonna die anyway. It's all my fault. Everyone I know dies!
My chest feels like its ripping apart. What if I was never born. I can't find an answer.
There's no time left. I can feel him behind me. I can smell the blood. I can feel his breath down my throat. They want me to kill Voldemort!? What if I did. You'd still have died. What if I avenged you. How? No, I can't. I know I hold a lot of hope. But it's all a lie.
Why am I still running? You'll not have died in vain. But what if I die? I know I won't see you in heaven. I'll be burning in Hell. Unless I'm already there.
I know I'm gonna die. Am I ready? Why can't you tell me it'll be okay!! Oh wait. You can't. Dead people can't comfort. God it hurts!! My body's on fire! I'm not in my body. Lord I'm not ready to die! Why does it hurt do bad......
There's no more pain. But it's getting blurry. Did my glasses fall off? What's going on. My chest stopped moving. I'm falling.
This is my first fanfic. Actually it's my first time writing so understand why it sucks please. Please R&R. Even flames. I really don't care.
I'm running. Oh God it hurts. I can't breath. I swear this is it. The end. Why am I running? Because I'm being a coward.
How could I have done this? Ron, I'm sorry! First Cedric, then you. I watched you die. I watched Voldemort torture you. All for nothing. You shouldn't have jumped in front of me. Why didn't you save yourself? I'm gonna die anyway. It's all my fault. Everyone I know dies!
My chest feels like its ripping apart. What if I was never born. I can't find an answer.
There's no time left. I can feel him behind me. I can smell the blood. I can feel his breath down my throat. They want me to kill Voldemort!? What if I did. You'd still have died. What if I avenged you. How? No, I can't. I know I hold a lot of hope. But it's all a lie.
Why am I still running? You'll not have died in vain. But what if I die? I know I won't see you in heaven. I'll be burning in Hell. Unless I'm already there.
I know I'm gonna die. Am I ready? Why can't you tell me it'll be okay!! Oh wait. You can't. Dead people can't comfort. God it hurts!! My body's on fire! I'm not in my body. Lord I'm not ready to die! Why does it hurt do bad......
There's no more pain. But it's getting blurry. Did my glasses fall off? What's going on. My chest stopped moving. I'm falling.
This is my first fanfic. Actually it's my first time writing so understand why it sucks please. Please R&R. Even flames. I really don't care.