Falling
Falling, falling and I can’t catch myself. I try to grab something but all I see is black. I’m spinning down and going faster and faster. I hit a wall, I can feel the warm blood slithering down my shoulder, it feels good but still hurts. I can hear voices whispering my name, hands are grabbing me, are they trying to save me from what I fear? I see a light at the bottom of the pit. I relax for a minute but then pain rushes through me. I have landed on huge spikes. They are killing me slowly, painfully. I can’t help but scream. I know my life is over. I look up at the lights above me, I can hear my blood dripping on the floor below me...
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