Even if you die, you can never escape.
It was cold in the well. My fingers locked, and I couldn't move them. I was shivering. Shaking, dying, bleeding, and crying. Blood was running down my face from my nose and head. They pounded rhythmically like the beating of my heart, which seemed to slow.
Pump. Pump. Pump.
I grabbed one of the bricks on the well with my aching hands, pulled myself over to the side of the well, and grabbed another brick with my other hand. I tried once again to pull myself up. This time I didn't fall.
!No more nails to break!
I reached up and grabbed another brick with my right hand. Then my left. I lifted my foot up and stepped on one of the bricks. I was almost out of the water.
With a few more moves, I was clinging to the side of the well like a spider. It hurt me all over to do this. My feet, fingers, and head were pounding. I reached up for another brick and lost balance, tumbling back into the water. Floating underwater I cried for what must have been hours, filling the well with more water.
Pump…Pump…Pump…
I didn't bother to surface. It hurt too much to move. I wanted to go home. I wanted to go home to Mommy and hug her again. I know she loved me. I know she still loves me. She will always love me. She must have put me here for a reason. Maybe she was hiding me from Daddy. That's it. She didn't know how terrible it would be in here. It was just a mistake.
Pump……Pump……
And the horses. Mommy would get rid of the rest of the horses and never go near them again. We would never go near them again. No more horses. Just me and Mommy. She would stay with me for always.
Pump…
I looked up and saw the light shining around the top of the well. For a moment I had peace. It was so pretty..I wished I could look at it
forever, and ever, and ever
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