~Zoe~
My stomach was rolling, sweat beaded up on my forehead and I felt like I was going to be sick and then pass out in that order.
I suddenly felt like I couldn’t breathe. I put my hand on my chest as my breath started getting heavier.
Was this how I was going to die?
What an insignificant way to go. What were they going to say was the cause of my death? That I died because I was sniffing flowers?
I vaguely registered Alex leading me somewhere with his hand on my arm. My eyelids were getting heavier like they could no longer manage to stay open. My head was getting woozy, and my ears felt like they were stuffed with cotton wool. I was already beginning to lose feeling in my fingers and toes. And in all of it, the thoughts that kept running through my head was that I was going to
