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I got the big promotion! Finally I'm going to be moving all the way to the top! After working for my company for thirteen years, they finally see my potential. I'm now vice president and I get all the perks; the personal bathroom, the secretary, and I get more money for less work. However, there is one downside to this; instead of working on the second floor, I now have an office on the fiftieth floor.

However, this wasn't a problem for me at the time, I mean I was making $45.90 an hour! But that is besides the point; I guess I should hurry up and tell you my story. Well, it was your average day, and I was going into the elevator to go to my floor. I don't know what happened, and all I heard was an explosion. I don't know if this is the next 9/11 but still. Another explosion went off, and then another!

Were we being bombed? I don't know, not even now, but I escaped the elevator and got to the forty-eighth floor. However, the stairwell was blocked going down. There was one way out now; it was to scale the building from the outside and drop one floor at a time. The ledges are large enough to hold a human. So, I did what any human would do; I smashed the glass to the window and climbed out.

Well, not everything went according to plan. I forgot about my fear of heights. I guess this got the best of me when I looked down, and I felt so dizzy. I slipped and lost my balance. It's a good thing that I grabbed onto the ledge with my hand. Well, there is one problem... My hand is getting tired and I can't hold on for much longer, and forty-eight stories is a pretty long drop.



Credited to Bulbasaur !!J7NgiEblw0C 

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