Running

It catches up to you.

That feeling of dread and loneliness, inevitably catches up to you. You feel a tap on your shoulder, and you don’t who it is. You turn around, but before you can even register what’s happening–BAM. It socks you in the face.

You fall back, and you hold your nose waiting for blood. There isn’t any.

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