The man then covered my mouth, I could feel him smiling. And then, everything went black.
I saw nothing.
It was like... I couldn't breath
My lungs her gasping for air
But nothing was there..
Nothing could save me..
I was so scared, yet no one was there to save me..
I was going to die...
Slowly..
And..
Painfully...
I close my eyes, and quit gasping and trying to breath. I couldn't swim, so that sucked. I tried to, at least, and all of a sudden someone picks me up. When I was drowning, it felt like glass was shattering. I was scared, for sure, I was picked up from the water, as I see someone covered in bruises. They look poor, their skin is white and dead like a zombie, as their eyes, are so different from their appearance, a beautiful emerald green. I looked into their eyes, as a voice asks "a-are you ok?" It sounds like a man. A poor one. I wont blame him. I quickly nod as I start to cry. I want to vomit, as I point to a dustbin. God, this person!! "A-a dustbin? Alright.." he gets the dustbin. GOD, HURRY UP!! He finally gets the dustbin, as I vomit. I try not to move my head as the black, sticky goo falls into the dustbin. When I was done, God how I felt better. I could breath, I could speak, I actually felt like a human. I was so scared I couldnt do anything! I wanted to cry. Just cry. Let all my pain out. My lungs were still hurting like anything, but what could I do..? Its not like im only 6..
There was a window behind that man who saved me, a there.. I saw a shooting star.. *I wish my parents will be safe* is my wish. I guess the man didn't notice it. But I don't really care too much. He looks behind me "w-what are you staring at..?" ".....there was a shooting star" I manage to say. "You missed it.."