the dieing.

January 12, 2010
By Lisa-marie SILVER, New Haven, Connecticut
Lisa-marie SILVER, New Haven, Connecticut
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Most of our lives are a series of images, they pass us by like towns on a highway. But sometimes a moment stuns us as it happens and we know that this instant is more than a fleeting image. We know that this moment, every part of it, will live on forever...

Blinding lights
creeping shadows
breathing on my neck
angels silently watching down
death is grabbing me by my ankles.
water is rising up to my neck.
im trying to take in my last breath.
slowly drowning.
going underwater.
not moving, not going anywhere.
stuck on the floor like a tree with its roots.
suffocating, trying to hold my breath.
walls turning moving in fast
tear holes in my cloths and peirce my skin.
my mind goes blank
staring at a broght light.
i am startled by my alarm clock.
i wake up screaming.
silencing my alarm i quickly run to the mirror and realize it was all a dream.

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