There’s always a face in the crowd. There’s always a way. There’s always a need to find the truth. Didn’t matter how much she wanted to bury it deep into the recesses of her brain. The hunger was there.
She took the safety pin and threaded her arm. Blood droplets ran down onto the ground. She knelt and licked her pain. No one noticed her odd behavior. She really wanted a pretzel. But she needed to avoid saltas per her doctor’s recommendation.
She breathed in deeply, started to sprint and grabbed the baton. She spoke into the walkie talkie “let’s get to work.”
Categories: mental health, photograph, Psychology, society, writing prompt
psychologistmimi 
A Tennis Player in Teens A Runner in 20’s A Skip Over to A Public Dancer at 53
And 11,633 Miles in 70 Months A Lesson in Track among many others i LEarn Now is
It Is Best to Do Long Distance at a Sprint Now on a Tight Rope Dance aT Ease As Ball
And Racket And Back Board Practice Becomes One Force
oF LoVE FoR ALL Bottom LineS iT iS Never Enough NoW
Human Potential
Rises Better
than
Falling
Good Morning
A Day is Just STaRTinG Moonlit
A Night is Never Ending Sunlight..
Hmm.. i believe THere iS A THeMe
SonG FoR THiS From ‘The Greatest
Show Man’ THere Are Audiences and
Spectators NoW iN Life And then THere
Are Those Who Write and Direct Produce
And Star iN THeir Own Plays of Life to Give
And Share for Free Love NoW Every Star to
Give and Share Love Free For All NoW Stars..:)
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