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The Next Holocaust

People were falling into a giant pit thousands of feet deep. Inside the pit there were shafts and poles that some people would hit and land on. Their insides would spill out and even though they had just fallen nearly a mile, they were still condemned to a slow, painful death. I had been one of the people to fall but I was lucky to have not been injured. I was hiding in the corner, hiding between some boxes. The police were looking for survivors to bring back up to the surface so that they could try to kill them again. I tried not to breathe. I held my breath as they passed and tried not to tremble in the dark.

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I was staying at a hotel with my mom. She had left to go into the town/city for a few hours. I was snooping around the grand hotel when I heard some men talking.

"At six'clock we'll take em down to the pit and have them gone," He announced. My heart stopped. From the subtle clues around me, I deduced that we were in a holocaust.

I had to tell my mom not to come back to the hotel. This is where they were planning to round us up at so that they could kill us. I texted mom: Don't come back to the hotel - life is in danger. I will run and see you later.

As soon as I acquired my suitcase, I foraged through it and took out any necessary items that I would need to survive as a hermit. I called Bree to tell her what was happening.

"I'll be gone...for awhile. I'm going to try to escape. Do you want to come with me?" I asked her.

"They've already gave me the notice that I am due there as well," She responded. There was a silence. She was sentenced to death. I didn't want to imagine her dieing - I wanted her to come with me, but she refused.

"Bree, please. If you aren't going to try to escape the least you can do is try to fight back. If you don't run they'll kill you anyways," I pleaded, but she only accepted her fate. I couldn't argue with her anymore, time was running out and I had to flee the hotel.

I sneaked out the front door and scanned the perimeter. In the parking lot stood a Hitler looking figure talking to a small group of 3-4 other soldiers. The lawn didn't have any trees so I couldn't dart while they weren't looking and I couldn't wait until the soldiers went away. My best bet was to just make a run for it...Or I could perhaps act innocent and just walk away with my backpack. I wasn't supposed to know what was going on anyways.

I casually walked down the driveway/parking lot, avoiding suspicion. As soon as I got onto the main road I sprinted away. I listened for any yelling from the soldiers, but all I heard was the word Beowulf.

I came across a lady who was selling a horse. I didn't have much in the way to trade her, but I needed the horse for faster travel. I took the horse and told her that I would pay her back later, I didn't have time to lose.

I rode on horseback until I came upon a lake. I realized that we were on a peninsula and the only way to get back to mainland was to ride past the hotel again, which I didn't want to do at this time. It was nearly 6 PM.

I jumped off the horse and let it eat/sleep. Near the shore of the lake there was a ditch that we could hide in. I decided that it would be best if we tried to sleep during the day and then travel during the night.

Up into Space

I realized that I was late for school! I would only make it for my 5th and 6th hour if I drove there now, but I decided that perhaps that was my best option.

I climbed into the car and drove to a city. Joe was running late too and I was so shocked to see him driving next to me on the freeway that I accidentally flipped my car. It rolled and crashed on the shoulder.

Joe turned around and drove back to me on his epic motorcycle. In my vision I saw "Press O to Ride". I pressed O and now Joe and I were both riding on our own separate motorcycles. We raced over a highway bridge. It made a creepy oooo-ing noise when we passed over it. Joe said that the bridge really creeped him out.

There was a different bridge coming up that was unlike any other bridges that I had ever seen before. The bridge sort of looked like this roller coaster (click). It was a suspension bridge and on either side were white roller coaster tracks. There was no railing.

The bridge allowed for sheer speed, but as it came to an end I couldn't see any connecting road! My motorcycle went UP instead of down and I landed on top of the bridge.

The roof of the bridge was extremely high up in the air. I was probably in New York city. I was above the skyline, high enough up in the air so that when I looked down I couldn't see the ground - it was just fog. Instead of the Statue of Liberty there was a GIANT statue of Megan Fox.

I felt gravity giving away again and I floated high and high until I surpassed the Earth's atmosphere. Once I passed it, I felt as if I had just broken through a barrier. The view was absolutely stunning and in pristine clarity.



I was still being pulled out into space as the Earth shook and became a rocky granite surface. I fell backwards onto something hard and realized that I was on the moon.

I was on a road trip with a group of friends. We were in a park that had many different rides. On one ride there was what looked like a subdivision, but the road was composed entirely of raging water. We got on a large innertube made for 4 people and rode on that one. It was pretty fast. At the end of the ride it spilled us out onto a wet grassy area and my friends decided that they wanted to ride that one again. The park offered a service that gave people free rides back to the beginning of rides using a 4 wheeler. My friends hopped on the 4 wheeler but 2 of us (including myself) couldn't fit on the 4 wheeler due to lack of available seats.

"That's ok!" My friend says, "I have a motorcycle!" She literally takes the motorcycle out of her pocket and we climb on.

"THAT'S HER!" I hear someone yell in front of us. There are police men, possibly the SWAT team, standing around. Either way, there are men dressed in black (almost to the point of looking like ninjas) staring at us. They are pointing to my friend, accusing her of having a rare and illegal drug.

"Shit!!" She screams, and accelerates the motorcycle. The SWAT team chases after us. The road is ending on us, and the only means of escape is a garage door that is closing. She accelerates to get there before the door closes all the way. We have about a foot of space closing in on us before the door meets the ground. She swerves suddenly and puts the motorcycle at about a 15° angle. The vehicle screeches and we slide safely inside.

She keeps going top speed and I'm clinging on to her for dear life. The police are catching up with us again as we race down a hallway inside the building (the garage was also a entrance to a large building with a long hallway). The hallway is about to end, and the only way out is a door which leads down a large set of spiral stairs. She breaks the door down with the motorcycle still going fast and we go tumbling down the STAIRS on a flipping MOTORCYCLE!!!

"MOTORCYCLES WEREN'T MADE FOR THISSSSSSSSSSSS!@!!!!!!!!@@@" I scream in a bumpy panic. After about 15 flights of spiral stairs we zoom out of the building and back onto open streets. I can see a few police men staring at us. One of them is holding a tiny can of metallic green.