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Submitted to Contest #322
The ground is cold under her feet. Concrete.She uses the railing to guide her down the steps in the darkness, the stagnant air making the hair on her thighs stand on end. She is in her Olympics leotard, the green and gold one she would have wowed the audience in, had it not been for her fall. The coach had said she should wear it today, ‘for good luck.’ What scared her was the thought that she would need it.Near what she assumed was the bottom of the stairs, a hand reached out to her. “There we go, the last step’s missing, you can just jump,...
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