Death

Elisabeth Pluquet
2 min readApr 10, 2022
Photo by Caleb Woods on Unsplash

You were young. Too young. Everyone is too young for that.

You were in a nursing school. Your schedules were quirky. You were so tired mentally and physically. You wanted to be a nurse, but caregivers destroyed you.

In hospitals, you were the doormat of a lot of caregivers. A free punching-ball.

This moment of your life wasn’t good. But you had worse.

You remember those nights where you went to sleep without knowing if you will wake up in the morning. This neighbor could have killed you. This kind of thinking don’t give a healthy sleep… But you were so tired… Sleep alway win after a few days… Nursing was so exhausting…

But the survival instinct alway woke you up, just in case. If he breaks that door… You wanted to sleep. Yeah, you were risking death. Yeah. So let’s sleep. It’ll make it less painful and scary.

You had the neighbor… Then you had other people freaking you out. They had a curious game… “How many cars can I burn in the street tonight ?” Pretty scary. More when you consider the tree in front of your window… Underneath : those cars… And fire…

And when it’s not the cars… It’s the road. Yeah. You can make a road burn. Human being can be so creative…

And then, it’s the police. And the war begin.

So much for your eyes…

But the worse was this mad neighbor. Go to sleep without knowing if you’ll wake up alive.

It wasn’t a good time…

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