Quicksand

This is something i wrote in 6th grade. Just felt like putting it on here.

The floor again melts into quicksand. Not solid anymore, but moist and soft. It hugs around my ankles. Pulling me into its great darkness. The strength it has. It won't let go. It just keeps pulling until i can't hold up no longer, and my legs turn into jello. Slowly the quicksand creeps up my body. Pulling me into the great darkness. Soon I'm under a great heavy blanket. I try to kick the ground so I can push. To find air, but my wondering feet could not find any hard surface. So I simply sit there not knowing what to do.
     I just sit there in the darkness. Soon to die I try again to find surface, but instead a hand reaches out to me in my time of need. I reach for it with all the strength I had left. I grabbed the hand with great clumsiness. Then with a great pull I felt me being lifted like a feather in the wind. As I slowly reach the surface I get warmer.
     I feel warmth on my face as I gasp for air. I slowly open my eyes to the sun. The rays pierced my eyes with its beauty. Then I slowly looked up to my savior, and to my surprise. It was the very person I was hoping to see again. The laughing eyes looking down at me breathless. As he bent down and wrapped his arms around me.
    There wrapped in his arms in the bright beautiful sun. I felt so safe, and as i felt warm air and his voice in my ear. He said, " I will never let you go again. At that moment I wrapped my arms around him never intending to let go. As i slowly rose my head to his ear. I whispered, "Don't let go."

Author's Note

Hope you like it. =)