Friday, March 12, 2010
I woke up in a dark cell that forced me to stand up because it was just really thin and tall. It was a perfect cylinder just a foot in diameter which made me feel very claustrophobic and very quickly. I just closed my eyes and imaged in was in a wide open field with the sun shining on me while I feel my way through the tall grass. The more I though, the less I felt claustrophobic, but the more I though, the more I began to feel homesick. Finally I heard some footsteps and not long later, the door opened and I fell through it until my nose met a pair of big black boots. I looked up to see a face that showed not emotion and he told me to get up. His voice made my hairs stand up because it was empty and hollow like an empty tin case.
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