virginia reel around the fountain.

i almost died. there is an old factory/warehouse close to where i live and it just so happens that stephen is friends with a girl who knows the people who own part of it and they let her keep herart stuff there. she paints. stephen matty and myself went to see what she was painting. we walked up some stairs and then into a creepy open room with lots of garage doors and metal frame work. there was a door at the back of this room which led to a smaller open room where the girls were. this room was a little more homey but still was covered in dirt and smelled like mildew. the southern wall was composed of silohs. there was a strange round feel to it and at the last siloh there was a little loft half way up to the cieling. there was a latter and at the top was were sarah did all her paintin. it was a quaint make shift studio with plants and a sky light. i was the last one up the latter and sarah was working on a water color. it was looking decent but i was ready to be out of the loft. im not a graceful person but im not completly clumsy. i put my butt on the ground and swung acrossed the latter to make my way down. once i had let go of the ground and was one hundred percent on the latter i realized that it was sliding. the steel latter that was propped against the wall was now sliding down it and i was plumitting to my death. because time was moving in slow motion i made eye contact with stephen as i tried to grip the dusty cement to no avail. i could tell he wanted to grab for me but i am glad he didnt as im sure the landing would have been worse had i pulled him over the edge. i think it took about thirty seven minutes to fall all the way to the ground. im not sure how i landed but i am sure that i fell. from my back all i could see was the cieling and stephen looking over the edge asking if i was ok. i scratched my finger and had a bruise on my shin that never looked like a bruise but was sore. i am not sure what makes a human sometimes able to survive falls and sometimes die from falls that shouldnt hurt them but i happen to be one of the lucky ones who came out of the whole deal with a scratch. looking up at stephen all i could think to do was laugh. i was real embarassed and wanted to leave as soon as we could. i guess that i am pretty lucky and i think that there were angels carrying me to the floor cause i wasnt hurt at all. i hope you are happy that i have survived twenty five years. i am sure that i am happy you were there for parts of it. all of you. its my birthday.

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