kelsey.sims21
It's amazing what little things in life can teach you. Seemingly harmless events such as falling off a log into a river of frothy yellow stuff teaches you to not go back when the going gets tough. Not making a team teaches you that you have to persist when things don't exactly go your way.
The rain seeped through the sides of my wooden enclosure. So this was it. This is how I was going to die, buried here in the ground. I never thought that I would die like this. I believed that I would live a long and healthy life. Instead, they suspected me dead and buried me, very much alive. Hours ago I realized that that was not a possibility. My voice is hoarse from all of my unheard screams: my nails, trashed from clawing at the sides of my tomb.
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