Wednesday, February 17, 2010

I like how I wrote this..


“Someone help!” I heard a voice say before my eyes even opened.

“Josh?” my grandmother said. “Josh, my angel, please open your eyes.”

I wanted to obey my grandmother’s command, but I could not find the strength to open my eyes; the darkness was closing in on me; I was going to die on my wedding day.

I sucked in a deep breath as I willed my eyes to open.

“Elizabeth! Elizabeth, please wake up!”I heard someone say over and over again as I tried to fight the dark death that was slowly taking over my body.

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