Amy’s Bad Trip

By Tempest Tree. Amy sprinted hard the last two hundred meters as she rounded the corner of the street, heading towards the driveway of her house in the distance. Her breathing was rapid and deep, with steady beads of sweat dripping down her forehead and stopping briefly at the edge of her eyebrows before falling to the hot pavement below. She clenched her teeth and dug in for the final fifty meters despite being clammy, hot, and exhausted. She bolted

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