The Waiting

The Beginning

I can't move. I've been stuck here for days and I haven't moved. Well it feels like days. I'm not really sure anymore. Have you ever waited in line so long that you don't think you are ever going to get to the end? That's what this felt like.

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I think it's been three days and so far I've only moved once. Everyone else is gliding along and as I get closer I hear a thud. What could this mean? I've made some friends. I figured since I can't go anywhere and we're all in the same boat we might as well get along. Unlike like the line a few inches from us. They argue so loud that I just want to pop their heads off.

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I think I was a little harsh in the last entry. It just gets annoying hearing everyone talking all the time it gives me a headache. I haven't moved since the last entry but the people a few lines over are crying about something. Right before they started there was a scream then a pop. I think one of them is dead. Is that what we're all waiting for? Death? I'm too far in now to turn back. The farther into this I go the more I want to turn back but I know that if I do I'll wonder what it was like. I'll write more later........