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erm, i wrote this at work and the '4our' bit was a mistake that i put down to my growing habit of 'L33t' speak which was brought on by Mega tokyo. A good explanation of 'L33t' speak can be found here: ' http://www.bbc.co.uk/dna/h2g2/A787917 ' on the BBC website. (an obsure place i thought but it has its reasons) 1 F34r 4 m4 L1f3! he he he!

'Is he dead?' 'His brain is. The machines are keeping him going. Once we switch off, that'll be it.' No, it won't . . . I can breath on my own . . . I'm not brain dead . . . can't you see that, you stupid idiots . . . do an EEG. 'Didn't the EEG show anything at all?' 'Not a flicker. Still it's not all bad news. There's a young girl on the renal unit with a perfect tissue match.' You can't use me as a donor . . . I'm not dead . . . look, I can move my fingers . . . can't you see my fingers moving? Look! Damn you! Look at my hands. 'How long do we have to wait?' 'Until the next of kin give the OK. There shouldn't be any problem, there's no close relatives. Shit! What's that? He's fibrillating . . . get the crash team . . . now!' 'We're loosing him . . . blood pressure 50/30 . . . no pulse.' 'Shit! Turn off that alarm . . . somebody, turn off that bloody alarm!' I turned off the alarm by thrashing my arm out, knocking my bleeper on to the floor. When I retrieved it, the display flashed up Intensive Care's number - Shirley-Anne's parents had arrived. I had been asleep for two hours, the only sleep to come my way in the last twenty-four hours, and I didn't feel the least bit refreshed.

Alone in the darkness, And so afraid -

Dear Friend Graduation is comming up, We have had so many laughs together, We have been through thick and thin, We have helped each other with problems, We have helped each other with homework, Listened to each other's concerns,

This is your fault, pepsoid! Had to stick something in front though, because I had no spare I!

The Sinead in this short bit of fiction is not a singer!

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An exercise

The Second in the Dreams Set. The Mans view in the dreams. A 'Knell' is a tolling bell, particularly a Funeral Bell. (Knell: To ring slowly and solemnly, especially for a funeral; toll. ) ( To give forth a mournful or ominous sound. )