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trapped


its dark i cant see i hear voices talking to me i look hard and try to find a light but there is none i stretch out my hand in front of my face its so dark i cant see a thing and suddly i see far in the distance a light iam scared i began to move foward but it seem as if the light is moving father n father away i stop and listen i hear a sound i turn around nothing i shake it of an began to move am stoped in my tracks the room lights up i stand up slowly and look around but nothing is to be found i scream only slince rings i run endlisly for hours it seem looking hopin prayin sayin to my slef what is this place where am i as i whril around i fall to the ground i relize that am falling falling i try to grab but there is nothing am screamin sreaming falling in slince i hear ppl talkin caling my name i look over and see a light it beckons to me it get closer and closer untill i see no more

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