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Jschmidt B2

by Jessica Schmidt

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The low grumble and gentile swaying of the bus did nothing to calm the feelings of fear and anxiety clawing inside me. My mind racing trying to find some sort of excuse not to face the monstrous responsibility I was about to take on. It was the day, the day we had been planning and preparing for threw the blazing hot spring day. It was the day of our first track meet.
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Responsibility
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The low grumble and gentile swaying of the bus did nothing to calm the feelings of fear and anxiety clawing inside me. My mind racing trying to find some sort of excuse not to face the monstrous responsibility I was about to take on. It was the day, the day we had been planning and preparing for threw the blazing hot spring day. It was the day of our first track meet.
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