The finish line was in sight. I could almost taste it. I was in front. My whole life I had trained for this moment. But it was about to all slip away.
I trip on my own feet and fall crushing my right foot. The pain so horrific, I passed out.
I woke up in my bed panting and sweating like a dog. That dream again. I had been having the same dream every night since the accident. It was less of a dream, more of a flashback. A flashback of the time all my dreams collapsed.
Running is my passion, too bad I'll never be able to run again. When I fell, I broke almost every bone in my foot and... some other stuff that I don't understand. The doctors say it will be a miracle if I ever even walk again.
I hop around my room on my good foot, getting ready for school. School, where I'm the weird girl with a fucking robot leg and crutches that I'll have to have for the rest of my life.
I pull myself into the kitchen to make myself down breakfast. I pour myself a bowl of cereal and look at the large clock on the wall.
"Shit! I'm late!" I bring my cereal with me to my car and drive away.
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How to Heal
Fiksi RemajaJen has had a hard life. She broke her foot when running, and probably will never run again. Her mom died and her dad went crazy. Her best friend and the only person she could ever trust moved away, and now the last dribble of hope that someone care...
