In the Face of Fear
He was very tough and hard on me from the moment, he saw and laid his eyes on me. Pressure, I could feel it not just in my whole aching body, but my legs. Faster and faster He wanted me to run, it hurt emotionally enough where I couldn't understand why he was doing this to me. It wasn't just instinct or Intuition as I walked back and forth hands on my hips, and my pony tail hanging behind and swinging with me as I ran and he demanded coldly more of me. Sweat dripped down my forehead and my legs as I was breathing harder than ever more.