When I was seventeen years old, my parents and I had an argument while eating, and a beef pellet got stuck in my trachea.
But they didn't take it seriously and thought it was just me pretending to be pitiful.
Then, I choked to death.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the time when I was stuck on the beef cubes.
This time, I knelt down and begged my parents to give me the Heimlich maneuver:
"Quick! Help me use the Heimlich maneuver!"
"Daughter, what are you talking about? Your mother got a haircut? Your mother didn't get a haircut."
"…………"
Okay, I forgot, I am the most educated person in the family.
"Help!"
I'm only seventeen! I haven't gone to college yet! I haven't been in love yet!
I don't want to die!
Purpose: Life is more than just one level
