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by Asena Lourenco
The walls of my skull pounded against my forehead as my ears were getting used to the deafening screeches coming from my own voice. Beside me, all I saw was rocks. Slimy, wet rocks that towered high to the only source of light in my vision. My face was sticky from the mixture of tears and pure humidity that were clinging to my face.
It seemed as though I’d forgotten how to breathe.
I felt my throat tighten up as my lost voice could scream no more. Hyperventilation struck me hard. On my knees, I held my chest in my hands as I physically tried to grasp for air. And for a final time, that same word escaped from my tired lips…
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More about Asena Lourenco:
Asena Lourenco is 15 years old. She loves reading, playing Scottish traditional fiddle music on her violin, dancing, and martial arts as well as writing her own stories.
She would like to be a teacher and writer when she grows up. She also loves cats and babies!
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That’s a powerful piece that can be interpreted on so many levels – nice work.
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