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Timeless
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I waited for someone to get to the edge to pull me up when I noticed the pebble on the slab of rock I was standing on, were rolling down and disappearing below me. The ledge was slowing tilting downwards; taking me with it for the ride. I didn't have time to think, I started screaming for Charlie and fearing death. My breathing become uneven and in a world full of air, I couldn't find any. I was going to die. I was going to die without saying goodbye to my family or my friends. I was going to die without ever really telling Adam how I felt.
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