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The First Level

April 26, 2017
By Mikky_Ekko13 SILVER, Osseo, Minnesota
Mikky_Ekko13 SILVER, Osseo, Minnesota
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Favorite Quote:
"People may hate you for being different and not living by society's standards, but deep down, they wish they had the courage to do the same."

The universe is crumbling;
Earth is the next in line.

What are we going to do?


I find my sister and my mom

and tuck them under my arms

so they're safe, and loved.


I can feel the ground start to rumble

and the windows in the walls burts

while the walls of the house slowly crack apart.


"Momma, I'm scared!" my little sister cries.

"It's okay to be scared, honey!"

My mom is crying, too.


Suddenly, there is a loud bang

and everything is white

and then it's all black.


Where am I? I open my eyes

to see that I sit in a very very large

white room, where my family is.

I hug them so tight,

grateful that we aren't all dead.

"Attention, attention, please!"


The very tall man with a dark beard

stares us all down, waiting

for the whole lot to be quiet.


"Welcome, ladies and gentlemen,

to the first level of hell."

I hear people scream, but he hushes them.


"You are all dead, you see,

but don't worry, there's plenty

of room here with me!"

His smile appears and it's wicked.

The author's comments:

This piece was written for my creative writing class, and I thought it was a fun piece, even though it's short.

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