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first writing |
| I was shot in the head everything went black but there i was with my conscious it was floating around me it came and whispered in my ear "get up surely i cannot be dead" my body failed me motionless i lay my mother, i must think of my mother before i no longer can how much i love her, yes if i think it she will know there will be no guilt she is the last thought to stream across i was shot in the head |