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ANOTHER

Shrill scream echoed.

It could not be stopped.

There was nothing anyone could do.

Hold on.

Holding on.

Impossible.

Hope was only held on to

For the sake of life itself.

Man could only.

Wait .

Listen.

Now, hearing is believing.

No more is seeing believing.

Nothing would ever

End the constant shriek

That line between forever

and never was broken.

The world came to a quick hault.

It would last.

For.

Evermore.

— Elizabeth Frost, Class of 2015