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Asthma Attack Short Story

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It was a Sunday morning on a silent, untroubled night in 2005. Ryan Jones had suffered from a severe asthma attack during his peaceful sleep. He woke up, reaching his hands out for the air that was not being supplied to his lungs. Ryan crawled to our parents’ room, crawling like a soldier at war, but this war was a fight for survival. The door that held the opportunity of life over death opened, and a sudden scream echoed throughout the dwelling of terror. As soon as I heard the ear-piercing screech, I shot up out of my bed as fast as the speed of light. What I thought was going to be an ordinary Sunday, would turn out to be one that I would never forget.
All of a sudden, I could hear the pitter patter of footsteps approaching my room. Moments

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