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panorama
She looked around. At the trees. The grass. The bushes. Everything surrounding her. She wanted to pack it all up in her suitcase and unleash it in her apartment. No longer would she be staring at the emptiness of the city, but an entire forest of animals and living things all begging for her attention. All inspiring her.
transport
She crossed her legs, staring out the window at the pouring rain. She hugged herself closer into her jacket, glad the bus was at least warm Even if the people weren't exactly friendly. Across from her a man missing three fingers and an eye kept his one good on her To her right, a man veered closer to her with each turn And she scooted away from him even more But, even though, she was glad that neither of them could see the outline of the weapon in her pants pocket.
missed
She lifted the heavy ball Weighing it gently in her hands I stared at her from across the yard As she struggled to pick up and throw the softball
succeed
"I want to succeed" was what her answer always was. Whether it was taking 8 APs her Senior year or becoming the leader of the chess club and the GSA and the Chemistry Club. "I want to succeed" was what he answer was when I asked her why she wasn't sleeping these days.
repeat
Repeat. Repeat. Do I make myself clear. Repeat. Repeat. Can anyone hear me out there? Am I alone? Or are you here with me? Repeat. Repeat. Do I make myself clear? Repeat. Repeat. No response.
thread
The thread from the sweater trailed down the street. Winding around corners and shops and people. The thread continued all the way to a small brick apartment It continued up the stairs and through the halls to apartment 451.
given
She was given a necklace. A necklace that explained everything and nothing simultaneously. Neither her or the giver particularly enjoyed the necklace. It was golden. With four types of stones: none of them matching. It was horrendous.
braid
Her braids reached down to her waist. And spun out as she danced in the rain Her feet moving faster and faster Her mouth smiling wider and wider And she was completely unaware of everything around her Except for the rain And the cool grass underneath her feet.