Slowly, step by step I make my ascent up the mountain.1
I do not rush as I do not wish to spoil the splendour of my sorroundings.2
(aaah) I begin to inhale slowly, 'moments like these is what life is all about', I think to myself as I stare down upon the hill I have now conquered.I feel like a God as I stand overpowering mother city in all its glory as he evening sun begins to cast a shadow over her as the day slowy ends. the experiance is most over powering to me so I sit down on a rock nearby to get one last look before I make my descent.3
Suddenly there is a sudden change in the air, I feel as if there is something headed towards me, then suddenly my worst fear is unvailed.4
the second the smoke cathes my nose I am exactly aware of my facing danger.5
The fire roars over the mountain at a pace to fast even for the wind. The fear sends my brain into flight and I begin to sprint down the face of the mountain,its me against the fire and only one shall prevail.6
suddenly i hit a rock and I stumble to the ground, unable to move as i cannot feel my legs I wait, knowing it is only seconds now until the fire will devour me.My chest begins to close and I cannot breathe and I slowly befin sufocating. I look out to the city for one last glance at her glory then it hapeded before I was granted my final wish the fire grapped me and slowly I was devoured by it flames.7
who ever thought a cigerette would be the death of a person who never ever smoked8
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Based on a true sory
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well thats depressing. ha I bet thats how I'm gonna die. Lung cancer from second hand smoke.
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Yeah, I see a lot of truth in this, too. When I first looked at the title I had no clue what you were talking about, but now I remember just how many people die from stuff like this all the time. This was a touching story and I hope you keep it up! Lisi
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I think that this is a great story and how true it could be. There's a few changes that I would recomend on this, and ask that also please use the spell check before submiting. To many mispelled words can really throw a poem off. Would you mind if I played around with this and see what you think? I think maybe I can help you make this a little bit more powerful for you. It's still yours and still a great write, and if you don't like my changes...Hey..what can I say..Your the man. lol Just let me know. Again..great job. Gary
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