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Yeah. It's a night like that.
I'm laying in bed, on my side, and having a strange flash back...
Shannon, my best friend at the time, is sitting across from me during freshman year choir. Both her hands are around my neck and she's counting backwards from 9. Why 9 you ask? I'm not sure, that was just our magic number. 4 other girls are watching. I'm inhaling very deeply, but barely allowing any exhale at all. All of a sudden, I'm gone. Numb. Like I've disappeared. I can't hear anything. I can't see anything. My eyes are still open. Then I'm shot back into my body... like I've just been injected.
Three years later...
I'm sitting in front of my moms t.v in Texas - I'm alone, it's 2 am, & I've just smoked a cigarette. Without really thinking about it, I do it to myself. Counting in my head, backwards from 9. I wake up, I have no idea how long I was gone, I'm on my side, and everything is red. The walls are red. The floor is red.
That was the last time.
Now I can't sleep.
I'm laying in bed, on my side, and having a strange flash back...
Shannon, my best friend at the time, is sitting across from me during freshman year choir. Both her hands are around my neck and she's counting backwards from 9. Why 9 you ask? I'm not sure, that was just our magic number. 4 other girls are watching. I'm inhaling very deeply, but barely allowing any exhale at all. All of a sudden, I'm gone. Numb. Like I've disappeared. I can't hear anything. I can't see anything. My eyes are still open. Then I'm shot back into my body... like I've just been injected.
Three years later...
I'm sitting in front of my moms t.v in Texas - I'm alone, it's 2 am, & I've just smoked a cigarette. Without really thinking about it, I do it to myself. Counting in my head, backwards from 9. I wake up, I have no idea how long I was gone, I'm on my side, and everything is red. The walls are red. The floor is red.
That was the last time.
Now I can't sleep.