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I don’t know who it was, but I could feel them. They were close by as I was racing down the sidewalk. I was sweating. I could feel my palms growing cold. My heart felt like it was trying to escape my chest. I was trying to listen as closely as possible but all I could hear was my own heart. The blood flowing through my neck. My labored breathing. I was close. I knew I was close. I tried to pick up the pace. My legs were burning but I didn’t dare slow down. I knew I was close to home, but I would have to pass it to the police station so I cou...
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“Crystal! Hurry up, I wanna go sledding! It has been years.” I looked up above to see Sage waving ecstatically in the distance with her huge board. She was planning to put both of us on that board, I just know it. “I’m hurrying! I’m hurrying!” I shouted back to her. She tried to bound up the mountain as fast as she could go. I couldn’t help but laugh at her bounding up the mountain. It was as if she was being trapped in sludge and running in one place. Almost as if she was in a cartoon. I finally made it up to the top of the hill on her es...
Weekly Contest #76
Trigger warning: mentions of rape I got into the car and was planning to sit in silence. I felt my mother’s pressuring aura as she entered the car. I felt quite nervous as this was the time, I would begin to hear my mother yell at me, or nag me to death, or just destroy me because of what I had just done. We took the time to go out to get my wisdom teeth taken out, and I had denied the operation because I felt anxious. It was not completely because I had felt anxious, it was also because the surgeon was telling me that he felt slightly uncom...
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