It was dark in the tunnel-pitch dark. He could see nothing, but he pressed on forward. The tunnel which was cold made him shiver. Without warning, he felt something warm and rubbery whizzed past him, it clawed at his face without pity. He stifled a cry of terror.
A bat! Could this travail get less troubling and horrifying horrific? He questioned in his troubled heart.
The bats came now, in numbers, swarming him, swallowing him up in endless smother. In spite the cold, dark and pathetic position he found himself, he pressed on, without wavering.
Then, he saw a light at the end of the tunnel.
Oh! His heart burst out with joy unspeakable! He wept so much at the beautiful and glorious light at the end of the tunnel.
"I've come a long way, I can't give up now. No, not now!" He said silently, his disquieted heart receiving fresh burst of hope.
So, he crawled towards the light, assured now more than ever of a better end.
Never give up steemit just because of low payout or because the price of Steem reaching a scary low price fight for your life. People who quit never win, while people who won never quitted. I need more upvote and comment thanks.
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