"My Pop Pop accidentally left his ignition running in his car, one night when we came home from dinner. You see he has one of those keyless cars that is virtually silent, and probable due to the heavy winds and rain that night, none of us noticed that the engine was still running.
Needless to say, the carbon monoxide needed a place to go, so up it seeped into the room that I was sleeping in.  I smelled something that I thought might be gas before I went to bed, but I wasn’t completely sure. I sniffed all over the room and came to the conclusion that the radiator wasn’t working right and I somehow convinced myself that it would magically correct itself.
So I cracked the window to entertain the thought in my head that said, if it is gas, I might die in my sleep. The other two options that I came up with at the time were, to move into the middle bedroom or to wake up my Pop Pop. It turns out that had I chosen option number three and awakened my Pop Pop, he probably would have called 911, therefore saving me from what was fated to occur.
Having chosen to stay in my bed and not take action on my suspicions, I proceeded to breathe in the carbon monoxide from 10 p.m. until 5 a.m. at which point, I was miraculously awakened by an inner voice which said, go to the bathroom."

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