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Half of the minute he was rapping I can't determine what he is saying but I keep my face free of emotion.
Soon he finishes and the beat stops.
The audience cheer.
He passes me the mic, smirking.
"Top that"
I just take it from him and nod at the DJ.
I take a breath and let all the feelings I have been holding in out.
When I finish I throw the mic at the commentator and the audience starts to roar.
My opponent just looks at me in disbelief.
So much for "Top That"
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Survival
FanfictionCara Ward has always been alone. Growing up in a rough area as an orphan with a young life filled with sadness, there has only been one thing that ever kept her going. Music. The music of rap star Eminem inspired and motivated her. When life got to...
