Let It GoA Chapter by Abigail Muddiman50 Word StoryHe
sat against the fence, unable to move without the sharp twinge of pain. Activity
continued all around him as his coach called out. The green pavement slowly
became bearable. “Are
you okay?” Concern. He
hid his face so no one saw him cry. “I
was winning. I could’ve won.” © 2016 Abigail Muddiman |
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Added on July 3, 2016 Last Updated on July 3, 2016 Author
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