Even as a man Gaga is sexy

I didn't understand what happened at first. There was just a crushing blow. What was it? I couldn't open my eyes, or maybe I could? It was dark either way. Very dark. The darkest I had ever witnessed. So dark it was Black. Capitalized out of respect because it felt like I was in its control. Like I was nothing and didn't deserve to exist in the same space or time as it did. Therefore I had to try to be invisible; try to blend in. As if I had a choice.  I couldn't move any part of me. The weight above me was terrible. I felt that if I fully exhaled I would be crushed completely. So I started to breathe very quick and shallow. A brief memory of a rabbit with broken legs came to mind, that's what I was. A rabbit crushed and just trying to blend in so Death wouldn't notice me. So Death wouldn't come any closer.

A heard my mothers voice. No, she was screaming. There was a lot of noise really. It felt like I was in darkness for a lifetime. Not because of how long it took for the weight to be lifted, but because of all the effort it to to co-exist with Black. I felt hands over my body but they felt more like hooves. The pain racked my brain but I couldn't acknowledge it. My mothers screams faded slowly as she disappeared into the background. The hooves finally stopped their searching. They gave up. I'm alive! I wanted to scream. Can't you tell by my breathing? Why did they stop? I am breathing! I was...wasn't I?

     -exert from Believe;, Chapter ten