I’m Going To Die.

August 7, 2009
By pinksage33 BRONZE, Woodstock, New York
pinksage33 BRONZE, Woodstock, New York
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There was nothing I could do. the weight of the oil still pulled me under. For one second I could hardly breath. The ere green light of the escalator filled up my eyes and I felt the metal teeth scrap agents me. Then I was under and I could breath again. It was scary underneath. Nobody had checked the Q levels in a long time. So the oil was murky green. It surrounded me like water surrounds a lobster in a pot. The only difference was that I was going to live. Wasn’t I? suddenly the motor of the escalader came back on. It tossed me around like I was nothing more then cloths in the washer. Then It threw me backwards the medial teeth. That made contact with my skin. I couldn’t breath move or think anything except. I’m going to die.


The author's comments:
I know this is only a start but let me know what you think please. This storie is based on my fear of escalators as a littel kid.

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on Aug. 19 2009 at 1:50 pm
pinksage33 BRONZE, Woodstock, New York
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Let me know what you think plez


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