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I followed behind my friends, my neighbors, my classmates, my enemies. At least I thought they were all there. The mist from the ice we glided on was too dense to see more than three feet ahead of your own feet. Every once in a while I could hear someone falling hard on the ice, and sometimes through it. I could only hope that it wasn’t someone I knew. We walked in a straight to what we thought was our way out. Out of what I’m not quite sure yet, but the others seem to strive for the idea for escape. Suddenly the path under my feet changed from smooth ice to sharp rocks. My feet ached on each step I took. That’s when I got confused. We reached a stairwell which lead to a sudden burst of light. The fog was still too heavy to see where it led, but I could hear the gasps of the others and I knew we were close. When we reached the light at the top it was not what I was expecting. The light came from the tiny fire which scrawny people were fighting over to keep warm. Out of nowhere large trucks came from the mist and pushed us farther from the fire. They looked invincible as the trampled over the fire and limp bodies I hadn’t noticed before. The trucks herded us towards a cliff. That’s when it all came back to me; the factory, the hunger, the end. The fog from the ice must have made me so dizzy I forgot, but I remember it now clearer than ever. This was our last hope and we missed our chance. Now the trucks were catching up, trapping people in ratty sacks to be taken back to the factory. Our workplace. Our home. At the edge of the cliff I had a decision to make, jump to my death or surrender and be held as prisoner for the rest of my life for escaping. I took a leap of faith, literally. I held my breath and jumped over the edge
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