Blog 13: A night of life or death

I could still reminisce in my memory the most tragic experience in my sixteen years of existence here on Earth. It was during a cold, tranquil night that I unconsciously fell asleep on a soft, comfortable bed in a lighted blue room. I was the only one in that room since it was still early for sleeping time. I was having a nice, undisturbed sleep, but suddenly I woke up. In that moment, it seemed that I began to freeze. I could not move any part of my body even my little finger as if something was resisting my body from setting into motion. Aside from that, I could not shout to ask for help for nothing came out from my voice box. With those things, I was already nervous; my face was already sweating and I really did not know what to do. The worst thing aside from not moving and not producing of sound, I could not breathe. I could not grasp any oxygen nor could I not exhale carbon dioxide like something was blocking on my nose as well on my mouth that could not pass air. With those things, I accepted my destiny that it might be the end of my life so I decided instead of struggling; I would just close my eyes and wait until the last part of my life. I thought my life was finished, but surprisingly I woke up in the morning. Then, I just realized it was a nightmare. After that nightmare, I was thankful that God had given me another chance living in this world with my family and friends, and I must not waste what He had given me.