Sunday, November 21, 2010

The Pit and the Pendulum take two

"As I was holing on for dear life my mind was going in circles, what do they want of me , am I just some poor defenselss animal in a sick game of torment. What right to they have to be holding me capture like this. The walls were getting hotter as they moved closer to the pit. I had to balance myself carfully on the edge trying my best not to touch the wall. That was hard to do being as week as I was. I finally had to touch the wall to keep from falling, at the singly toudh of it the scorching heat burned my whole hand. All I could hear was my blood rushing through my vains as i knew in the next few minutes my death would come. But out pure hope I heard trumpets and I look up as I did i lost my balance and slipped but I cought myself on the edge. Holding onto dear life slowly slipping I knew that would not get to me in time. So I closed my eyes and just let go. My pain was gone and the last thing I saw was who was waiting for me."

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