My eyes are close.
My mind is awake.

My chest is tightening.
Something is clenching and squeezing my lungs,  making it hard to breathe.
I am trying. I'm trying to breathe.
There's no air.
I need air.
I need air.
Breathe...
Breathe...
Breathe...

BREATHE, DAMN IT!

My eyes open.
And....
I want to scream.

My voice!?! What happened to my voice?!
I can't speak. I can't speak.

I want water.
My throat hurts. It's so dry.
I must have swallowed the sand like I used to when I was a kid.
But why I can't move?
My legs hurt.
My arms hurt.
My chest is still heavy.
I can't see a thing.
Someone is holding me down.
Or is it some "thing"?
Let me go, please.
Please, please, please... please...
Let me go!
Please?

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It is morning already?

I can move?

Wow! Last night was scary.

But what is this?

What is this one my wrist?

Red marks!?!

ANKLES TOO?!

BRUISE ON MY CHEST TOO?