Lined up, I stared at the hurdles in front of me... ready for me. I was waiting for the race to start and my heart was beating like a drum. Suddenly we were all running towards the first hurdle...I was jumping over the 4th hurdle before I knew it. I was in the lead. I had just jumped over the 5th hurdle. I could see the finish line, then....my foot started to hurt, I had knocked down the hurdle. The paramedic suspected a broken ankle but I had to finish. Limping I continued. I came last but triumphed.
A wonderful lesson - never give up! Thank you for not giving up on your writing, Karmen. You have a talent, please nurture it. Well done.
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