Write about a time you felt trapped.
When we were living on Moore Street there was a closet built in under the front hall stairs that we used for storage. One day I was putting something away and bashed my head, knocking myself silly. I landed on the floor and was really stunned for quite a while. All I could think about was if the door closed no one would ever find me if I did lose consciousness. It was really scary.
After sitting quietly for a while I was able to get up and get out of there.
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