"ugrh" I sit up. 'where am I' I thought. The place was pitch black, nothing could be seen. I spread my arms out to see where the walls of this dark world were. My finger tips grazed the walls. I stood up, well i tried to anyway but I just ended up banging my head on the ceiling. I searched through my pockets to see if I had my phone on me. I could use it as a mini torch, but it wasn't there. 'where was it?' My fingers brushed against something in my pocket that wasn't there before. I pulled it out. I felt a switch on it so I flicked to. I know your not meant to flick switched when you don't know what they do, but in the pitch black who can blame me. It could have been a small torch for all I knew. Suddenly the tunnle lit up, a white beam shooting from the thing on my hands. I looked down to see what it was and hey presto it was a torch! I moved the light around the room. The walls were wet and dripping water, made of solid rock. "great" I muttered."just what I needed" I looked behind me, there was no way back the only way i could leave this cave/room was to go forward. Crawling. I hoped there was nothing unpleasant.
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The Tunnel of Life
Non-Fiction(Something just came to my mind) A young girl wakes up in a strange tunnel no memory of her memory, not knowing it was the tunnle of life. She is thrown into a world full of wounder on quest to gain her memory back. Needing her memory to save all li...
