I can feel something sqeezing my feet, pulling me down.
It hurts.
I look over.
Nothing is there.
There is an agressive pressure,
Opressive.
Dangerous.
If it crushed my feet
and turned them into a bloody pulp
I would not be suprised.
I can feel it tracing my soles
As it drags me down
It's hurting my leg.
There is a nerve in my leg
It aches as it is being pulled down.
I moved my feet
And it seems like it never happened.
Anything can happen
When you are listening to music
And sitting on the floor
In a dark classroom.
It hurts.
I look over.
Nothing is there.
There is an agressive pressure,
Opressive.
Dangerous.
If it crushed my feet
and turned them into a bloody pulp
I would not be suprised.
I can feel it tracing my soles
As it drags me down
It's hurting my leg.
There is a nerve in my leg
It aches as it is being pulled down.
I moved my feet
And it seems like it never happened.
Anything can happen
When you are listening to music
And sitting on the floor
In a dark classroom.
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