Post by hannah on Mar 22, 2010 23:08:06 GMT -5
I heard the loud clang of the top to the sewer closed up. I sighed, relaxing more against the wall. The sun couldn’t get me down here. I was safe here. It was wet, stinky and gross, but I was safe. “You going to be ok?” I stood up, hollering back to him. “I’m fine. Get going.” I could sense how much he wanted to get out of here and I knew it wasn’t because of me or fear. Its because of that girl. The one he was fighting with. “I’m good down here. I’m going to move away from here anyways. Nice meeting you.” I laughed, walking down the drain more, coming to a even darker place, laying down and resting my eyes, knowing I needed to rest even for a little bit.