First of all, I have to admit that I am not a native speaker, so there might be a few mistakes, but if you were so kind as to write me a message to tell me of them, I would immediately correct them.
Disclaimer: All "figures" belong to Alexei Paschitnow.
Pressure
The moment I was born I was falling slowly. It was dark and strange music was played but on the bottom I could see different colours. Blue, red, green, yellow, they were all there but never mixed. I looked at myself and found out that I was a purple T. As I fell down I was turned so that my head was now in the right direction again.
After some time I hit the ground but it didn't hurt – until suddenly my lower part was gone! Just gone! I screamed but no one heard me. So there I was, or better said only my head… That was the moment I felt a weight on my head. I tried to look up but I couldn't because the object on my head was way to heavy… More and more blocks started to enter the game field. It became darker and darker and I could difficultly breathe. I tried to calm down but I couldn't control my panic. As the blocks kept on flying on my poor little head it got worse and worse.
And after a short while I had only one wish: I wanted to die! Like the rest of my body I just wanted to vanish and end this agony! But because of an unknown reason I stayed alive for such a long time I eventually thought that I was already dead and that this was hell. I started to think about my short life and how I –
(In that moment our poor purple block vanished because his line was complete.)
THE END.