Choke
I am on the internet, viewing a web page. I see a link to an MPEG saying 'Watch this woman choking inbetween her words!'. I click on it, and watch a woman sitting on the floor. I don't know what she is saying, but between each word she gags as if she is about to be sick. Suddenly, I am transported to the scene. It is a room with white walls, and on a sofa 2 more women are looking at her, laughing. They turn to me, and I skip and dance out of the room. The room is at the bottom of St. James' Lane. I dance for about half a mile, then walk some of the way back. It is about 8:30 in the morning. On the corner of the road I see my mum, and we talk. I tell her I am going away for a while, and she seems disinterested. Then the sky turns black, and a huge aircraft with a spotlight flies overhead. We both know this is the start of the blitz. Then I wake up.
I am on the internet, viewing a web page. I see a link to an MPEG saying 'Watch this woman choking inbetween her words!'. I click on it, and watch a woman sitting on the floor. I don't know what she is saying, but between each word she gags as if she is about to be sick. Suddenly, I am transported to the scene. It is a room with white walls, and on a sofa 2 more women are looking at her, laughing. They turn to me, and I skip and dance out of the room. The room is at the bottom of St. James' Lane. I dance for about half a mile, then walk some of the way back. It is about 8:30 in the morning. On the corner of the road I see my mum, and we talk. I tell her I am going away for a while, and she seems disinterested. Then the sky turns black, and a huge aircraft with a spotlight flies overhead. We both know this is the start of the blitz. Then I wake up.
