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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required My body feels weak. The dryness in my mouth is like a desert. Although I feel water beneath me, my mouth won’t move an inch towards it. I hear rustling inside this black hole. The sound of footsteps drawing near sends confusion coursing through my mind. Who could this person be? How did they find me? I try to open my eyes, to talk, to do anything to show I am alive. But, the signs never appear. I feel lips on my cheek as I hear you speak. The silky voice sends memories shooting through my mind. Aria. I feel my heart rate jolt. I try to scream, “Aria! I’m alive!” But, of course, the words never escape my lips. I hear the splashing of water and I hear you grow farther away. “No! Please don’t go. Please,” I try to say. Whatever hope that was still in my heart was just shattered like glass falling on concrete. Wait, Aria wouldn’t leave me. She went to get help! I will be saved before the next day’s sun shows its light. Thank you, Aria. I owe you my life. *** The rage inside of me is almost too much to bear. The boiling fury inside my body is lava erupting from a volcano. Aria never came back. She left me in this well to rot. I can’t seem to get away from the darkness of this never ending nightmare. Only one question sears in my mind. Why? How could my best friend do this to me? When I get out I will go after her. I will uncover the impossible way to escape this hell. I’m coming, Aria. I’m coming.
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