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as my hand hit the pavement my mind started racing. and then i did, faster and faster until my mind was numb with throbbing and my sweat dripped from every part of my body. until my lungs ached from breathing and my mouth was full of mucus. my legs didn't hurt anymore because the constant slapping of the pavement had made them lose all feeling. my clothes stuck to my wet body and i knew that it would be hell to take off my sports bra in the locker room. i had vered off from the rest of the class and i couldn't slow down. it was like i was on a freight train that had gone off the tracks. there was not way to stop me. other than a large rock and/or a swift kick in the head. it started to rain. it made no difference. except for the rain splattering on my face made it numb too. i ran until i colapsed with exhaustion in a puddle outside of my ex boyfriend's house. i didn't really want to see him, i was just searching for a reason for the way i felt at that moment, or maybe not the way i felt, but just a reason for the running. 'i shouldn't have ran there' i thought. he'll see me and ill be embarassed. it made me afraid to think of me being embarassed, infront of anybody, it made me fucking terrified. it makes me fucking terrified.