Author: Beth Brooks PM
This is diffrent, suspenful.Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Suspense/Adventure - Words: 226 - Reviews: 5 - Favs: 1 - Published: 12-25-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3086086
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The wind whips a screaming howl
The water rushes with a vengeful vow
The cold cuts just like a knife
And they day fades into a haunting knife,
All since of hearing fades away,
As the world around you is replaced by
A rocking sway,
Further and further out you venture,
All because someone promised you
That this could be an "adventure"
You look over a wooden rail
And feel a gust of wind whip up a
Wind force like a gale.
The water laps up the post which
Hold up the bridge,
It sways beneath you
Making it known that at any moment
It may give.
The creak and cay with every step
And only God knows the waters
The maddens that led you out here
Has all but gone,
And your only thought now is you
Want to live to see another dawn.
You stumble and cling to the side
With a cast iron grip
Praying to heaven above you won't slip.
But the winds tug and pull
And water pushes, and swells like a swirling pool.
Your hair whips into your eyes
And that's when you realize
Someone else has to guide your steps
'else you'll plunge into the watery depths.
You hear another board splinter and break
And you foot searches out to find what was left in