Tuesday, 14 July 2009
07:40:55 PM (GMT)
I had never expected it to happen this way. There were strange images flashing
everywhere, strange noises flushing out everything in my head, and to add to all the
confusion, it seemed I was falling though a large tunnel with no end. My mind raced
and the sweat on my forehead floated off into midair. I could barely breathe as I
fell through the endless tunnel.
What proably only lasted for a few minutes felt like decades. Just as I began to
think there was no end to this falling, the tunnel seemed to pull back, the images
vanished, and sounds muted, and I could finally see the orange sky. The only problem
was that there was no ground. Once all traces off the tunnel were gone, I found
myself high above a thick forest, hurtling towards the ground, head first. This is
when I finally recovered my voice.
Before I hit the tree, I screamed louder than I'd ever screamed before. I also
happened to notice how hard the tree's branch was. Very painful, indeed. After
hitting the huge branch, I slid onto a series of extra branches until I fell almost
painlessly onto the ground. The ground was very soft at the time. I could've rolled
over and took a nap, until I realised something.
"This isn't my house..." I breathed apathetically.
(Gotta go moarn over Panic at the Disco with my sister)