She was dancing as fast as she could. She felt good when she danced. She expended energy, built up muscle tone, and, forgot about the world. Right as she was spinning, she felt someone push her shoulder forward. It was quite hard to the point she had to catch her breath. She was also frightened considering that she was home alone dancing in the dark.
Earlier in the day she had passed by these large plugs and she had felt a jolt of trepidation then. Now she went back in her mind to that spot. She kept dancing and then she felt as if someone had thrown popcorn into her wide open mouth. Now she was scared. Then she felt another shove. Now she was really scared. Was it a spirit? Was she just hallucinating?
She needed to stop and unwind. Then she could dance again.
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Matrix We Become Birth plugged into Culture Born into Reborn Again Dance Sing Free From Prongs..:)
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You have me waiting for part 2!
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Yah. I often think of revisiting and continuing thd story but stop short of doing so
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