on the other side. Determination, fear, and broken promises bled through cracks and infected my

skin producing seismographic chills. Pushing through, my stomach contracted as if my heart was

sitting deep inside its walls. The nauseating stink of competition dominated the foyer; and at that

My legs were incompliant and heavy and moved like an unoiled Ferris wheel past buns

and ponytails with ribbons, pink tights, and red cheeks toward the nearest unoccupied space on

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