Thursday, April 14, 2016

Quick Write

Between the sound of cheering I hear the guy behind me yelling over the sound of the crowd. I feel a slight grin growing but the pain between my legs hurts to much to smile. I see the crowd and then the sky hoping victory is mine. I think I’ll come second until I hear “winner”.

I wonder with suspense if I'll get gold?

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