Suffocating.
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Suffocating 2027 March 7th It scares me more with each day that comes, walking down the streets with people coughing all around me. It just keeps getting worse and doesn't stop. I don't think life could ever return to the way it used to be. As I walk down the street, raindrops start to fall on the ground and with each fall a load of dust lifts up making people cough even harder. I pick up my pace but so does the rain and soon I find it hard to see the way home. As I run down the street I can hear all around me that unforgettable sound. That's what kills people now, not cancer like back in the day. It's a good thing I know my way around even with my eyes shut, which is practically how I am now. I might as well be blindfolded. I keep on...


