I was walking home when the sky suddenly became dark and the wind blew violently. Flashes of lightning were followed by thunder claps and as the rain lashed mercilessly against me, I ran frantically towards the void deck of my home. Then, I dashed gratefully into the lift, hoping that I would get home soon and not catch a cold.
             I leaned against the wall of the lift and awaited it to bring me to the eleventh storey. When it was at the fifth storey, the lift rocked violently. Shortly after, the lights fused and the lift did not move at all. I was shocked by this sudden commotion. I panicked as I was helpless and did not know what to do but to shout desperately and hope that someone would come to my aid. But unfortunately there was no one outside and I had to wait in silence for someone to pass by and help me.
             It was frightening for the lift was extremely dark. I could not even see a ray of light even though it was bright daylight. Being in the lift for so long was also frustrating as it was hot and stuffy. Beads of perspiration dripped from my forehead. I groaned and moaned since no effort has been made to help me after about fifteen minutes.
             It was about half an hour later before I heard my mother's voice. She must have been worried about me and came to look for me and take me home. I shouted for her to call someone to help me and she assured me that I would be rescued after a short while.
             Another half an hour past, and my mother was back with a mechanic. I shouted for him to hurry up and he convinced me that I would be out in no time. And he started his work
             Finally, the mechanic managed to force open the door and I ran out gleefully. Not forgetting to thank him, I turn around and made my gratefulness known. And he smiled casually and packed his belongings.
             Although I still shudder as I recall about this frightening experience, but I had no choice but to overcome it as I was staying on the eleventh storey.
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