Topic: Write about the time you came closest to death.
Type of Limit: Word
Limit Cap: 523
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My Night on The Couch
As I slowly regained consciousness, I felt a wave of calm wash over me as the soft fabric of the couch made me feel very drowsy and incredibly comfortable. I didn’t want to get up just yet so I continued to lie there with my eyes closed, my arms softly folded over my chest and my legs stretched out across the sofa. I had to admit that this was the life, my parents could be heard talking animatedly to my brothers. I could hear the TV going as a new episode of NCIS played in the background, and somewhere around were our two dogs, Saide and Jake. Yup, nothing but contentment. After a few more minutes of lying there, I heard my mom call my name.
“Matthew…”
By now I was thoroughly comfortable and felt like I was sinking right into the couch cushions, however; my mom did call me so I had to get up. I made a moaning noise to acknowledge I had heard her before pushing myself into an upright position…the only problem was that my body didn’t move at all.
“Matthew!” my mom called again, this time with a little more urgency, however her voice sounded muffled, as if she was saying my name while walking away.
“Now now, don’t panic. I’m sure there is a reasonable explanation. I’m just tired is all.” I told myself while trying to remain as calm as possible. With that in mind, I took a couple deep breaths and tried to push myself up again.
“This can’t be good! I can’t get up! What’s going on?!” I asked myself frantically as I failed yet against to move even the slightest muscle. I couldn’t even open my mouth to call out for help. By now, the voice of my mother was too far away to discern amongst the loud high pitched ringing in my ears. I was doing my best not to completely go insane…then I realized how hard it was getting to breath.
With each breath, I was getting less and less air and it felt like not a single bit of it was reaching my lungs. It was almost to the point that I just gasping like a fish out of water. However, I was not going to go crazy. I was not going to let it cloud my judgement. I was going to keep a clear head…
“AAAAAH! HEEEEELP! HEEEELP! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!”
Hey you’d do it too.
So as I sat there, screeching my brains out and trying my very best to move in any way whatsoever, I felt the ringing in my ears starting to shift and the feeling of the couch underneath me starting to fade. It now felt like I was sitting suspended in a black void. Empty space all around me, and a feeling in my chest that could only be described as….nothingness. I’m not going to Hell, but I can’t help but feel that I caught a glimpse of what it would be like. After that I awoke on the floor where I had been all along and was rushed to the ER. I had a seizure.
Word Count: 523
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Type of Limit: Word
Limit Cap: 523
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My Night on The Couch
As I slowly regained consciousness, I felt a wave of calm wash over me as the soft fabric of the couch made me feel very drowsy and incredibly comfortable. I didn’t want to get up just yet so I continued to lie there with my eyes closed, my arms softly folded over my chest and my legs stretched out across the sofa. I had to admit that this was the life, my parents could be heard talking animatedly to my brothers. I could hear the TV going as a new episode of NCIS played in the background, and somewhere around were our two dogs, Saide and Jake. Yup, nothing but contentment. After a few more minutes of lying there, I heard my mom call my name.
“Matthew…”
By now I was thoroughly comfortable and felt like I was sinking right into the couch cushions, however; my mom did call me so I had to get up. I made a moaning noise to acknowledge I had heard her before pushing myself into an upright position…the only problem was that my body didn’t move at all.
“Matthew!” my mom called again, this time with a little more urgency, however her voice sounded muffled, as if she was saying my name while walking away.
“Now now, don’t panic. I’m sure there is a reasonable explanation. I’m just tired is all.” I told myself while trying to remain as calm as possible. With that in mind, I took a couple deep breaths and tried to push myself up again.
“This can’t be good! I can’t get up! What’s going on?!” I asked myself frantically as I failed yet against to move even the slightest muscle. I couldn’t even open my mouth to call out for help. By now, the voice of my mother was too far away to discern amongst the loud high pitched ringing in my ears. I was doing my best not to completely go insane…then I realized how hard it was getting to breath.
With each breath, I was getting less and less air and it felt like not a single bit of it was reaching my lungs. It was almost to the point that I just gasping like a fish out of water. However, I was not going to go crazy. I was not going to let it cloud my judgement. I was going to keep a clear head…
“AAAAAH! HEEEEELP! HEEEELP! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!”
Hey you’d do it too.
So as I sat there, screeching my brains out and trying my very best to move in any way whatsoever, I felt the ringing in my ears starting to shift and the feeling of the couch underneath me starting to fade. It now felt like I was sitting suspended in a black void. Empty space all around me, and a feeling in my chest that could only be described as….nothingness. I’m not going to Hell, but I can’t help but feel that I caught a glimpse of what it would be like. After that I awoke on the floor where I had been all along and was rushed to the ER. I had a seizure.
Word Count: 523
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