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helpless. I never thought this day
could go so wrong.
*****
The day started out like most of
my college days. The sun was not
yet even showing any glow over
the ridge of the mountain as I
turned the corner and sprinted the
last fifty yards to my apartment. I
looked at my watch. It wasn’t yet
six o’clock. I had run five miles in
just under thirty minutes. It wasn’t
my best time, but considering I had
changed my route to take in some
fairly steep hills, and I was
bundled up for the January cold, I
didn’t feel too bad about it.
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