My thoughts

A Story by Natasha

this isnt really a story just something i came up with, ignore the spelling and grammar please

I come face to face with death, then I realize I don't want to die. My body feels like a ton of bricks, my stomach hurts, my eyes bloodshot, and my hands twitching uncontrollably. All side effects of taking twelve or thirteen advil pm's. And I'm still here today, I decided dying in front of my friends is something I don't want to do. And I find this all kinda funny, about a year ago I took eighty-some sleeping pills all at the same time and I didn't die, I guess my body doesn't want to die yet. I feel really whimsical today. Well, thats all for today, buh-bye!

I'm out of time, I will keep editing and making this longer, so comment more than once so I get lots of comments, mwaha.