So I took the pills home. Once there, I went straight up to my bedroom and put on my PJs. I filled a glass with water, and choked down the pills. They left a horrible taste in my mouth. I ignored this and got under my covers.
I started to count backwards from 100 as I laid staring up at my ceiling. "100, 99, 98, 97..."
After I hit 95, I couldn't feel my arms.
At 80, my legs felt like cement.
At 75, I could barely hold my eyes open.
"What is happening..." I thought as my eyelids slowly started to close shut....
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