Bunk Crunch. Was that a crunch in my head? That can't be normal... i can feel the blood dripping down my face. I dont think i have long left. My foot moved... Why did it do that? My breathing is going funny. This must what Sylar's victims felt like... Or even the big guy from 30 days of night when Danny Houston stepped on his head. This isn't fair. I don't want to die. How am I here? The last thing i remember is getting into bed- my brother got into bed a bit ago... It woke me up. But now i am falling asleep. Maybe the bunkbed broke? I can open my eyes a bit... I begin to become aware of the situation. The top bunkbed has fallen... I think my head has been crushed by the bed. I would love a mars bar... Ohh no, a cold can of diet coke! All i can taste is blood. My head really hurts. I can hear someone... Dad? The bed moves... I scream... The pain is unbearable. Im definitely going to be brain damaged after this. Shit. Im blacking out. Am i dying? All i can feel is numbness. Im scared... i dont want this to happen... Mum...