With that last exhausting thought I shrunk down to the floor and cradled my head in my hands. "I won't give up just yet." I thought, then remembering the tissue and water I was searching for. I got up and started to walk further down the long hall. The hall was a long dark fog that seemed to go on forever. For me to find a tissue in this setting would be astonishing. I then finally stumbled across a doorway. Inside was an extremely dark room that I figured to be a bathroom. I reached my hand into it, to feel for a light switch to turn on. I couldn't find it so I stepped deeper into the dark room to feel around for a switch. "Bang!" The door shut behind me, I honestly don't even remember their being a door but obviously we've learned we can't rely on my memory. I finally decided to give up on finding a light switch after feeling up and down every inch of the walls surrounding me. With nothing left to do I sat back down. Staring into the deep darkness of the room words began to pop up like texts on a cell phone as a familiar voice read them aloud. "Hey" "are you okay?" "Get up" "wake up" "PLEASE WAKE UP" "hello.." "Please.." The thought that maybe I was asleep crossed my mind again. If I really can, how could I wake up?
