I was tired and I would have just given up but I decided to persevere. I tried so many times, infact, out of sixty seven trials, I only got it once, that means I failed sixty six times, right? That's how bad it was. Well, on the sixty seventy throw, my strap finally hooked on a tree. You know that kind of joy you get when you finally see freedom right in front of you and all you have to do it grab it? That's the joy I felt the moment my strap got hooked on a tree or whatever thing it got hooked on but just almost as quickly as the joy came, the joy left again when I saw my strap completely out of reach. Imagine that.
After so many attempts, I finally succeeded.
"Hell yeah." I shrieked and rejoiced in happiness. I ran over to grab Dolores, to pull her to the side where I assumed she'd be comfortable till I got help from outside and pull her out after I must have gotten out myself.
