Stuck

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  This couldn't be happening. I felt the panic rising inside my chest. I started shaking, as I pulled harder to the door knob and saying some cuss words I'm not very proud of.

I couldn't breathe. My chest felt tight, my head was pounding. I was all alone, with no phone, stuck on a roof, in the middle of the night. I tried to hold back my tears. I was shaking so hard I couldn't even stand.

I dropped down to my knees and started hitting the door yelling: "HELP! HELP ME!! PLEASE, I'M STUCK HERE!! HELLO?? HEY!! HELP MEEE!!"

No response. I didn't know what else to do. Tears started pouring down my cheeks. I was such a wimp, but I didn't even care. I just stood there, thinking how I'm gonna die in a few days and people will find my cold body, laying lifeless on the roof. Was this the end?





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