70 Luggage (Child's POV)

It's hard to breathe. My mother put me in this huge bag for like very very long already. My sweat is all over my body. But she said this is what's good for me. So that I could live the life I would like in the future. She told me not to make a noise. But it's already been so long. I felt dizzy, my head is heavy, and I am hungry. I haven't eaten since earlier so I'm very hungry. I felt the bag move, for like many seconds. There's nothing in the bag except for a few piles of clothes. Because I've been hungry since earlier. I decided to chew on one of the clothes. It wasn't delicious and I couldn't rip it either. But at least I get to eat something. I feel like I'm being held tight in my neck. It's very hard to breath already. I was crying. I shouted but all I could utter was a cry. I cried for a long time but no one can hear me. I think. I fell asleep in the baggage. At least I thought I did, my vision went white the I realized I had fallen asleep. I'm so hungry now. I sucked on my arms, it was chewy. But I didn't have the teeth to rip it. My stomach was still noisy. Grumbling. I can't breathe anymore. I punch the bag till it hurt. The bag fell over and there was no light anymore. I can't breathe entirely. I fell asleep again. But I never woke up.