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TheDevilMurderedMe.

Chapter Twenty-Three Part One.

Tabitha's P.O.V.

Voices were all around me, like a thousand tiny jumbled up puzzle pieces in my mind. The voices felt so far away, but I was in and out of conciousness. I tried to focus, like they were telling me to, but everytime my eyes finally focused they rolled back in my head. I felt the paramedic slicing off my shirt from the side. It was after she removed it that I heard the "Oh nos" of people around me. I eventually heard Catrinas voice, sleepily asking what was happening. I felt my mom get off the couch, the air coming back into the cusion. I heard something crash into the front door, but soon after realized that It was them bringing in the stretcher. I wanted to tell them to get me a blanket because I was so cold, but I couldn't respond. I groaned in agony, but no noise surfaced out of my mouth. Catrina was argueing with my mom about what happened, but my mom wouldn't let her come in the room. I didn't blame her, though. I heard a loud thump as if someone dropped next to me on their knees "Oh no, no no no how bad is it? Is she okay? Is she dead?" I heard a male voice ask, I assumed it was my dad, but it was too faint to makeout the voice. I heard the chorus of the paramedics in unison. "One, two, three." And I was lifted onto the stretcher. I felt my side being strained from the bandages they had on me, trying desperately to stop the blood flowing casually out of the wound deep within the walls of my ribs. I still never got how I kept running after being shot, but I had the will power to make it this far. I felt the wheels vibrating the bed I was strapped to. It was a good kind of sensation, it was pretty comforting. I wanted to fall asleep, but I kept hearing a voice telling me to stay with them, not to close my eyes. I couldn't get the message to my brain fast enough though, because I was already closing my eyes. I was so tired, keeping awake wasn't a option anymore. The sirens rang loud in my ear, the screeching sound of the tires came next.  The next thing I new I was strapped to a sideways stretcher, In the back of what used to be an ambulance. I struggled to regain my eyesight, going cross-eyed. I felt something dripping onto the side of my head. I dizzily and drousily turned my head to the left, and let out a scream I would have never imagined would come from my lungs. Above my head was Dad, staring at me with glossy wide open eyes. I screamed louder, terrified. I knew he was dead from the way his neck was placed. I could see the bones in his neck in dissarray.  I started twisting and turning trying to get away from the horrible sight. I was so scared, so horrified. "Why is this happening to me?" I kept shouting over and over out loud, It sounded like a scream but it was only the remnents of one. I couldn't tell what was happening to me. When I looked down at my leg, I seen the reason for most of my pain. A twisted rod from the heartpacer machine was sticking through it.
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