Hii Leutz !!
This Ff was created in a Depri phase. I write in the first person, but I don't mean myself.
I don't know, I just sat down and started writing, and that came out !! Well, I hope you like it !!!! Please write a couple of commi's !!!!!

I am infected. I don't even know what. They just gave it to me, a little green pill, and I had to swallow it. The attempt failed ... I have to go!
At the moment I am being held captive in a room from which no bacteria, no matter how small, can escape. I'm somewhere in nowhere, near the end of my young life. I'm in a room that seems totally dead. There is not a single bright spot that can comfort me. I'll be dying soon. Alone. It's bad to die alone.
They just ripped me out of my normal life without paying any attention to what they were doing to so many people. My parents, my friends, my relatives ... none of them will ever see me again. GoodbyeYes, I couldn't even say goodbye to those who mean so much to me ... Who are you anyway, who can do such a thing to people, yes to children. I dont know. I'll never find out either ...
How long have i been here? I dont know. Weeks, months, years ...
Since I've been here, I haven't spoken a word, just stared at the wall and thought. I think a lot. It's the only thing left with me. I think of the past, but also of what will happen to me.
I get very little to eat and that is brought into my room by a robot.
Suddenly I hear steps coming closer and closer, but I don't react. The door opens and a man dressed in white comes in. He wears a face mask and gloves. I feel like my soul is dirty. He grabs my arm and I just go with him. Now the time has come to say goodbye to my loved ones, the world, and myself.We are walking down a white hallway. Suddenly something catches my eye. A flower. So quiet, untouched and beautiful. She reminds me of something. It's a daffodil, my friend's favorite flower. It gave me the strength to hold out until the end. It was like my friend was in the flower that gave me new hope. As we pass her, I take her out of the vase. The man sees it, but does nothing. Now I know that I will not die alone after all. I will hold the flower in my hand and she will say goodbye to me.
We get into another room. In the middle is a table with a note on it. There are two words "poison" and "ball" on it. The choice is how I will die. I choose poison. I will die without pain. I get a glass with a strange liquid. It is also green. I will smell the flower for the last time. I hold it in my hand. Now my life is over. I take the glass in my hand and a tear rolls down my face.Why did it all have to end like this? Then I drank. I felt the glass drop from my hand and my head sink onto the tabletop. It was all over now, and no one who did this to me would ever regret it. They don't care about a 14 year old girl ...