Fog

August 10, 2009
By Lindsay Cooper BRONZE, Mount Airy, Georgia
Lindsay Cooper BRONZE, Mount Airy, Georgia
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The great wall of thick, suffocating air crept into my view. Blinding me, I saw all but a faint glow of nothingness that consumed my sight and barricaded my eyes in what was known as fog.
This fog had left me still, Rigamortis, frozen to the core. I was paralyzed, paralyzed from the head down, paralyzed like the world in the eye of a hurricane. The only thing I could do was breathe.
I sucked in that white cloud, rejuvenating my body with the luscious air that is needed to break my muscles from their stiffened state. The blinding cloud withered away into the atmosphere, the heaviness was lifted, and my sight restored. The world focused in, the faint glow became extinct,
and the lonely night remained...


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