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« on: January 13, 2009, 11:07:32 PM »
This occurred when I was 12.
I was stuck in a white room. A room that was devoid of any emotion, except the omniscient snow-white walls that could drive a man to his limits of 'saneness'. What could I do? There was nothing to do. There was no doors, or windows, or even a lavatory inside. Just those same dimly lit walls of silence that pierced the essence of my soul. But that was just the icing of the cake I would never receive. In a flash, water started to pour all around turning the white into a flowing aquamarine. It swept me off my toes and into the raging whirlpool I went, gasping for air. The water had almost reached the ceiling and I wadded in the turquoise fluid still gasping for air. I felt like I was holding my breath for a minute or so until I woke up wheezing and breathing heavily for the oxygen I lost.
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