Just a short piece I wrote.

My heart was thudding my ribcage and I couldn't breathe. The space was so small and the air was limited. I looked around, nervously and helplessly. Disturbed dusts were dancing in the air and I inhaled the limted oxygen. It was cold and damp and the stone wall trapped me. I could hear faint voices calling my name outside. 'Help me!' I breathe. My voice sounded croaky and hoarse and I could hear the sound of my heavy breathing. I punched the wall hoping that someone will hear my effortless call for help. I was tired and I didn't have any energy left. I look up, hoping to find a way out. There was no exit. I scanned everywhere but it was a dead end for me. The murmur of people calling my name echoed louder, closer. My eyes opened wide and with all the energy I had, I punched the wall with the side of my fists yelling, crying for help. My call for help was answered by a deep voice. 'In here! Help me, please!' I yelled. The ground beneath me crunched as I backed away from the falling debris. The crumbling stone collapsed as the man knocked it down with a hammer. I closed my eyes and covered my face with my arm to prevent any dirt from getting in my eyes. Lights flashed towards me and I blinked rapidly. A man ran towards me and wrapped his arm around me assuring that I was now safe. My lips quiver and I shivered. A couple of other man in uniform put a blanket around me and escorted me out of the cold, dark earth.