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MY JOURNEY IN

AN ELEVATOR

Next, the elevator continued rising
up until it reached the top floor, the
: PEENAPRAPA TANGPRADUBKIAT : WONGTAWAN WONGSANGANAN twenty-fourth. A group of African males
came in. They were giant, dark and
How often do you stand in an receptionist sought an available room scary. They chatted, shouted, and
elevator and wonder what to do on the upper floor for us. We carried our laughed noisily. I pretended to ignore
when it gets stuck? I experienced this luggage and walked toward an elevator. them. I touched the button for floor
situation when I was twelve years old. I was the first one who stepped into the number fourteen. When the elevator
It was about two years ago. I was elevator and my parents were behind door opened, I saw my mom waiting for
spending my holidays in Spain with my me. I had no idea that the elevator me. I threw myself to her and kept
parents. As we visited many cities and would abruptly close so swiftly that I crying. At that time, my dad was still
towns, we had to change our stay with had no time to press the ‘open’ button. looking for me on other floors.
several hotels. One night, after we had The door closed and the elevator elevator. The only feeling at that time It seemed to be a very long journey
traveled all day long, we checked-in to started moving up. I was alone and, of was I wanted to cry. Trying to be conscious, in the elevator. Though it was actually
a stylish high-rise hotel in Barcelona. course, panicked. I reached out and I was looking for an emergency button. about five minutes, it felt like five hours.
The hotel was a cylindrical tower with picked the floor number button, but the Unfortunately, everything was written Since then, whenever I step into an
a stunning look. Everything seemed to elevator kept moving up beyond the in Spanish. So, I thought out another elevator, I hasten to reach the ‘open’
be perfect except the elevator! floor number I had selected. way of using my cell phone to call my button at all times. This mishap taught
While we were getting into a hotel After being in the elevator for a parents. I reached into my shoulder bag me to have consciousness in facing
room, we noticed that the room was while, I felt the elevator shaking and immediately noticed that I had left with any unexpected incidents.
filled with the smell of cigarette smoke. slightly. A few minutes later, it stopped it with my mom. I started crying with
Since my mom is allergic to the smoke, going up. It didn’t go down, left or right; fear, but luckily, a few minutes later,
we phoned a receptionist and asked the elevator just stopped its motion. I the trouble maker elevator resumed
if we could change the room. The then realized that I was locked in the working normally again.