A Prayer to the Porcelain God
The touch of cold linoleum against the bare skin of my chest awoke me from my deep sleep. I tried to open my eyes but the shine of bright lights off of the newly polished white porcelain halted my attempts. Where was I? How did I get here? Confused at my situation, I tried once more to open my eyes, this time succeeding. My body ached like I had just ran a two kilometer marathon with thirty pound weights strapped to my shoulders. I couldn't move. My arms, legs, fingers, and toes were still in the deep sleep I was so rudely awakened from. My eyes drifted downward to fall upon what had become my best friend that night. The smell of fresh Soft Scrub invaded my nostrils to a point that made it almost comforting. The bowl was tainted by the contents of my still queasy stomach, although it did not appear like lasagna, and smelled like a combination of burning tires, old people, and some sort of fruit. Outside, I could hear the sounds of those smart enough to survive the n!ight. What time was it anyways? Was it 2001 yet? These questions flashed through my mind with a deep regret as I realized that I was the first one down. I could not let the others find me here. I could not let them see wh
"No one. Go away!" I said in the raspiest voice possible in a desperate attempt to hide my identity. "Hello? Who's in there?" Michelle said in a voice as though she were experiencing the world for the first time. I did not respond to this, I just laid there with my eyes closed praying for a miracle. I prayed that someone would come and take her away; perhaps take her downstairs to dance, or in the living room for another keg stand. Although the typical party sounds and music filled the air, at that moment I could only hear and feel the sound of an uneasy silence, as these next few seconds would decide my fate. I'm not sure how much time had passed by before I heard "3... 2... 1... HAPPY NEW YEARS!!!" I said happy new years quietly to myself and lay there for a while. There were no more sounds at the door. I was safe. For six hours I laid there, laid there till I heard no more noise downstairs and could tell that everyone had passed out. I walked over to the door as silently as possible, trying to avoid the little loose boards surrounding the sink. I turned the handle and started to open the door. I walked into the hallway, down the stairs, across the floor. The door to my freedom ! "Ha ha h
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Approximate Word count = 821
Approximate Pages = 3 (250 words per page double spaced)
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