Stop Shooting the Bacon and Shoot the Cafe!

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Two pills set on the hardwood floor of the apartment. A young girl laid on the couch with her right arm hanging off the couch while her left arm was lying over her face. Only one stalking was on her leg but it had a rip on the side, while her other stalking was not to be found. She could only move just a little bit... She fell off the couch, choking on her spit that she swallowed by accident. To her vision she saw everything as orange and blurry... She could not see straight. She soon closed her eyes and went off to the dream world. Her boyfriend called the paramedics then he ran off so he wouldn't get busted for giving the girl drugs.

The bright white lights woke her up as the doctors rushed her to the operating room through emergency, where people sat waiting for much more trivial matters.

As she barely was alive the doctors pumped her, sucking out the poisons that her twenty-seven year old player of a boyfriend gave her. However, her boyfriend was no where to be seen, for he left town for a bit while cops wanted to question him about what happened that night.

After the treatments that the doctors did to this scrawny 16 year old girl, she was sleeping in her hospital bed, as silent as a ocean in an empty night with breezes that would bring shivers to you. She slept as cute as a baby sleeping in a crib. She wasn't alone, for I sat in the room all night, watching her breathe, making sure that nothing would happen to her. Only if I protected her more then she wouldn't be lying here on this bed at this shit hole hospital in the middle of the...