Friday

Nowhere by @chimping_dandy (150 Words)



Christ… Oh God! That… Really… He came out of… I was just… Oh… Oh God… He pulled straight out… I… I… Crap! My legs… Jesus… I can't feel… My... Oh God!.. I must have... Uh… must have… the lamp post… Went straight… Straight over the… He just… He can't have been… Wasn't looking… He just…  Pulled straight… My legs… It's cold… I feel…  I… It… It really… My… Why?.. Why do I feel?.. Wet?.. Why?.. Wet… My chest… hurts to… To breathe… Shit… Can't move my… My helmet must… Shit… Where's my?.. My bike, where?.. Can't turn my head… I can hear… Who's shouting?.. Someone… Someone's… I can see… Is that?.. Is… That's blood… Is that my?.. Who are you?.. Were you?.. Were?.. No!.. Don't take my… My helmet… Please God!.. No!.. You'll kill… Please God… Don't take my… Fuck!.. No!.. Don't… Please… Shit… Why won't you listen… Please… Pl

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