False Memory

March 16, 2010
By Tyler5 BRONZE, Mapleton, Illinois
Tyler5 BRONZE, Mapleton, Illinois
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Sitting in a room that was unfamiliar to me.
Faded walls,
locked doors,
The only light came out of the small cellar window.
I was trapped in this hellhole.
The walls appeared to be closing in.
The window becoming smaller
There was no escaping
No hope of being rescued
I could almost touch the walls..
It was all dark now; all I could hear was this obnoxious ringing.
Ring Ring,
Ring Ring,
..Time for school..

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