Silently.Waiting.My feet sink in to the hunger slop below me. Its time. Mud and water flicks up at me . The race has started. Zipping through the muddy water. nothing but splashes of water and mud flicking.
raft making
yelling peoples voices droned like the field sunken raft that people have faild to make.
standing still all beady eyes steer straight at me. suddenly I brake the silence with my first word
laughter echos through the room.
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