It's Not Yours: Difference between revisions
(Created page with "Hello all. My name is Kellan. I used to be a person who donated blood, until a nightmare struck me before donating blood. It was a hot night, I tossed and turned all night. I saw me in a bed with a tube wrapped around my arm. As I was about to give the pint before my nurse turned to me an said, "This blood isn't yours sweetheart." At this point in my dream, I questioned the nurses integrity. I pricked myself with a safety pin that was on my bag and a infant boy started...") |
m (Protected "It's Not Yours" ([Edit=Allow only administrators] (indefinite) [Move=Allow only administrators] (indefinite))) |
(No difference)
| |
Revision as of 20:39, 15 May 2022
Hello all. My name is Kellan. I used to be a person who donated blood, until a nightmare struck me before donating blood.
It was a hot night, I tossed and turned all night. I saw me in a bed with a tube wrapped around my arm. As I was about to give the pint before my nurse turned to me an said, "This blood isn't yours sweetheart."
At this point in my dream, I questioned the nurses integrity. I pricked myself with a safety pin that was on my bag and a infant boy started to bleed out.
I then realized what I was. I was a human voodoo doll. I mean it was destiny, earlier the boys mom said that I was a spitting image of her son. All the while I became skeptical while the nurse said "it's not yours!!" the little kid died in his mothers arms all because I pricked my finger.
It has been a year since that night and I still haven't given blood.
| Comments • 0 |
Loading comments...
|
