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Day 1:  ✔

Okay enough chit chat Imma do this fanfic:

Denis' POV:

Coughing. That's all I did every single agonizing day. My throat hurts like it's hell itself. As I'm sure I've never smoked, nor did anything to harm my lungs. And I went to the hospital to get checked up and the doctors said nothing was wrong with me. Nothing, but I feel like something exploded my respiratoryly system. I just don't feel good at all.

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One day I'm recording and in the middle of it I feel this excruciating pain in my chest. I gripped my hand onto my chest, just below my neck. I stopped recording to go to the bathroom. I couldn't breathe. I almost stumbled on my way. I was a bit light headed when I opened the door, causing me to fall on the bathroom floor almost hitting my head onto the bathtub. My elbow kinda broke my fall. I tried getting myself up, everything hurt. I grabbed onto the sink's edge for support, a grunt came out of me as I ascended from the floor. I was wheezing like crazy. I stared at myself in the mirror and tried controlling my breath. It worked, but my lungs still felt as if they would pop any second now. It hurt really badly. I continued to clench onto the sink's edge, that's when I started coughing again. Only this time it was harsh and violent. I leaned in and hung my head just above the sink. My legs violently shook as they tried to keep me standing up. I coughed until what felt like me vomiting. I saw what came out of my mouth wasn't vomit. It was blood. My breathing still stung but it became faster the more I stared at it. I dreaded what came next if I looked in the mirror. I suddenly did, and there was blood all over my chin and lips and, well everywhere around my mouth. I was so scared... What was happening!? I had the urge again. I barfed and I coughed. Barfed, then coughed, over and over. So much blood, I was getting too weak to freak out anymore. I tried covering my mouth with both hands, I coughed blood onto them. I wasn't hanging onto the sink like I needed to. I collapsed to my knees, still coughing violently. Blood sprayed everywhere on the floor. My hand slipped and my head took the fall a bit hard. I couldn't breathe at all. I was gagging for breath, choking on my own blood. Warm blood, my own, trickling down my chin and hands. I can't breathe. Then I wasn't sure if they were tears but something fell from my eyes down my checks. It couldn't end like this, but there was nothing I could do to stop this now. It's too late. I stopped fighting. No longer struggling for breath. I laid there on the bathroom floor, motionless and lifeless.

I died...

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This fanfic was rushed but, what did you guys think of it? Please tell me! It'll be greatly appreciated

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