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Molly By the miracle of god, I’m still holding on and somehow I’ve even managed to get a hold of the wood with my other hand but still, I know I don’t have much longer in me. This rain and wind are like something you see in a movie but I ain’t acting, this is real and I’m pretty much screwed here. I try to look over my shoulder to see the old man but unless I want to break my neck I’m not getting a look at him anytime soon. I can still hear barking though which means the dog is ok, I just pray the old guy is too. “Help! Please god, help us!” I catch his words as he continues to scream out. Considering the noise from the wind and rain his voice is loud but I don’t hold any hope that anyone will hear us. Hell I doubt anyone is even out here with this storm. I want to say I wish I hadn