Cio

I sat down in the no longer buring feild. I could feel where the flames had liked me. It didn't hurt though. Or at least, not THAT badly. I stood up and dusted off my knees. That's when I felt a terrible pain in my side. I felt it. It was all wet and nasty. I looked at my bloody hand.
"Oh..." I rubbed it between my hands, but then it hit me. "OH GOD I'M BLEEDING!!! SOMEONE HELP ME! I'M GOING TO DIE!! I'M TOO YOUNG TO DIE!!!" I screamed. I didn't know what the heck to really do. I then got a great idea: why not stop the bleeding? I tore the sleeves off of my undershirt and tied them together. Then I wrapped them around and around and around my waist nice and tight. Some blood still bled through. I reached into my front pocket to find something to do. I can't excatly do anything. What if I leave this spot and then people come and I'm not here? Yup, so now I'm stuck here. I found a sring and a rock. I didn't think that string-and-rock would be to much fun so I lay down. I tried not to fall asleep. It's hard though, when you're loosing blood (this is a fact... personal experience).