As I wake up strapped to a thing of wood in the pitch black dark wondering what is happening and what to do to get out of it. I hear some strange sounds coming from right by my hands. It’s a bunch of rats trying to eat the food my captures left me before they kill me. I hurry, in instinct to grab the food and start to eat it. As i'm eating this small piece of food I hear and see a pendulum swinging above me lowering every time it goes back and forth. Thinking fast before this Pendulum can kill me I rub the last of the food I have on the ropes and have the rats tear away the ropes as they think it is some type of food I have given them. I get out a second before the Pendulum can cut threw my stomach, as I take a huge breath of relief I start to notice that the walls start to in cave in. …show more content…
I start to run for my life as I am running I forgot about the big hole in the middle of the room. As I am running I feel a little breeze, it is the hole. I have know where to go know my heart is racing and I cannot think about what to do. The walls are closing in and I still have know where to go so I decide to try to jump to the other side of the hole where I might get a good grip on the edge, where I can pull myself up with no hesitation. I back up a few steps to get a running start and all I can think about is making it onto the other side. Ready to jump as I run, I stumble a little due to the slippery floor and barely get a hand onto the edge. I'm trying my hardest to pull myself up but I have no strength so it is impossible. All that is going through my mind is that I have tried my hardest and there is nothing I can do. As I prepare myself for my death I hear someone walk into the room where i'm hanging for my life. I yell with all of the breath I have left but the person who walked in is one of my
It felt like years. Every so often a rat would come up and i would catch them and eat them to survive. I felt myself becoming very very weak it became difficult to even open my eyes every day. I was sure I was going to die, I could feel it. I started thinking what would have happened if I would have just accepted my fate, and burned to death by the closing firey walls. I would have died faster that is for sure. I would not be suffering so much. I decided it was time to sleep once again so I layed down on the board and said to myself “I am never getting out of here” then I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep. I was later woken up by a conversation above. “How long ago did you close the walls?” The French General asked. “Well sir, it has been about two weeks” Bob explained to the General. There was a long pause and then the General asked “I mean are you sure he is dead?” They must have walked away cause I could not hear them any longer. Once the voices faded away I thought for sure I was going to die down here. I lost all hope and immediately regretted not allowing the walls to crush and burn me to
The Creature That Opened My Eyes Sympathy, anger, hate, and empathy, these are just a few of the emotions that came over me while getting to know and trying to understand the creature created by victor frankenstein in Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein. For the first time I became completely enthralled in a novel and learned to appreciate literature not only for the great stories they tell but also for the affect it could have on someones life as cliché as that might sound, if that weren’t enough it also gave me a greater appreciation and understanding of the idiom “never judge a book by its cover.” As a pimply faced, insecure, loner, and at most times self absorbed sophomore in high school I was never one to put anytime or focus when it came time
Nostalgia. That’s what I’d felt, it was like an overwhelming wave of worry and happiness holding me back and not letting go, and it was. I’d also felt pain, but that was probably from the broken arm. It had been five years since I’d seen V and here we were again, both in the hospital, of our own accord. Again. My heart pumped, and I couldn’t sit still. We’d fought, literally all the time, on purpose. It’s not like we hated each other or anything. It was just our way of having fun. This is a weird way of fun. Said everyone but us.
I start to kick and push forward with all my power, but this cistern is just too wide. My muscles sting with fatigue. If I go any further I’ll drown, I have to make a tough decision. I could try to swim back and hope I don’t drown, or I could swim to the bottom and explore, but if I do that I have the possibility of running out of air. I decide to go deep sea diving. I soon realize that I’ve made a huge mistake, this pit really is bottomless, and I’m running out of air. As soon as I’m about give up hope, I hit my head on what I think is the bottom of the cistern, and find a wait… no that can’t be a-a...DOOR! I swing the, gigantic door open, and gasp in the air
It was a dark, cold, cloudy day. The clouds covered the sky like a big black sheet, nothing to be seen except darkness that seemed to go on forever. This was the third day in a row that there had been complete darkness, there was no getting rid of it. This was because of ‘the meteorite.’
I stomp my foot on the floor angry of what just happened, this is awful i’m so worried this is it. Just then the Lion wakes up out of the blue, why this he was already in here sleeping but now awake, I have no chance of surviving. The lion walks up to me and is staring at me, he is gonna eat me! The lion is walking away back to where he was he is probably planning how he is gonna eat me, oh my gosh the lady who fainted just woke up, she's coming to open the door.
I haven't been upstairs since they first brought me here always locked in the basement by my chains. Upstairs looked a lot like downstairs but a lot nicer. There was a kitchen a bathroom and a bedroom, not that any of the men actually slept here this is just where they came to torture me, I carefully walked to the door it was unlocked. I ran out the door and I've been running ever since. I don't know how long it's been it feels like it's been days
Rose reached out toward that little box she had eyed earlier, and her fingers danced across the upper edge as she debated pulling it out toward her. Mind weighing the upsides and downsides--of which they were few--and as she finally started to tug it toward her, that necklace that loosely hang around her neck began to glow. Immediately, she frowned, and sat up while bringing up one of her hands to cup it in her palm and raise it to she could see. Lips pressed thin, she regarded it silently for a few moments.
He swam in a dark, bottomless pit for what felt like a thousand years. The void around him was filled with pale illusions, with the remains of memories, of places and things unknown to him. This strange visions crept into his unthinking mind and tormented him. He couldn't think or perceive anything. Anything beyond the illusions and the pain, that is.
All the sudden, I feel like a million pounds is pressing on my back. I am surrounded by darkness and suffocating. I go to move my legs and find that I now have what feels like an additional fourteen. This isn't a big deal to me, after all, I do lucid dream often. This is just a dream of course. After squirming my way out of a tight spot, I notice that the darkness is simply the sheets covering my face.I can now breathe better. I can't help but laugh at my stupidity and I often enjoy controlling my dreams so I play along with lucid dream. I see no light and at this point, I have no good reason to try and wake myself up. I go to get out from under the covers and flip my pillow over, a usual habit of mine. I squirm and squirm and for some odd
"Not if I beat you until you can’t." I said crudely. I was anxious and scared. I broke my mum's lawn gnome and knew that she had warned me of touching them or else she would make me into a lawn gnome. I also knew that I would not only be in trouble for breaking of the head of the orange beard, red checked and very plump gnome, but also for playing hooky with my Dad’s RC car. Later that night I got three extra spankins for threatening my little sister.
Footsteps clumped against the wooden floor boards, creaking underneath the weight of the unwanted visitor. Something was being dragged behind them with a low scraping noise. The small pitch black closet where I hid was musty and cramped. I was sitting as far back as I possibly could, my knees pulled tightly to my chest. I had spent many nights in this closet before, but I had never feared this much for my life. I could feel the terror pulse through my veins as the sound of the creaking floor boards got closer and closer to the door. I began shaking uncontrollably and began to quietly sob, partly because of the fear, partly because of the immense pain that was going over my body in waves.
My little sister has tried everything already including the single rope that looks like the type acrobats walk across in circus’. That is when Sammi dares me to walk across the rope as well. I am hesitant but determined to make my way across. I find my way over to the single rope with each step gaining more and more courage. When I reach the rope I take several deep breaths before I take my first step. The rope wobbles and one misstep makes it feel like an earthquake right under my feet. I try not to think about how far up I am but at moving my feet one in front of the other. While walking across I am steady and not shaking in fear that I might actually fall. I make it over to the other side and relief washes over me in a wave. When I look up at Sammi I find her smirking and she says we should start a competition to see who is faster. Sammi and I stand side by side on opposite ledges we give each other a quick glance before we take off. Sammi is small and moves quickly with me right next to her neither of us slowing down. We make it to the platform at the same time and decide to go on some ropes. After many races, we do not have a clear winner and decide to call it a draw when our parents tell us it is time to
“Can anyone honestly say they know what truth can be found in something so simple and yet as powerful as a dream? It is through these mighty storms that visit the mind at night; that my life was flipped upside down. And when the truth was revealed to me, I found myself in a world I could never have imagined existed. But... it was there where I finally found a purpose, perhaps even my purpose.”
With urgency, I plunged back into the hole, and army crawled the way I had come. With more mastery, I swiftly exited the trap-door and rocketed out of the princess's room, turning right at the doorway. It was now darker than ever, no mute light filtering from underneath the doorways, I was practically blind. Feeling with my hands, I touched the cold stone walls and felt an opening. Walking through my foot rammed into a hard object--it was a stair step.