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The Race Against TimeOut of my way! I scream. Im in a race against time!
My mad dash towards the door ends abruptly when my feet touch the threshold. I consult my watch. No good. This is no good at all.
I look back down the long hallway that stretches to the far side of the house. My housemate stares at me and blinks.
Are...you...okay? she asks.
No, I am not okay! I snap back. I am trying to race against time.
A puzzled expression crosses her face.
What do you mean? She asks me. Do you need any help?
Ugh! Stupid! She doesnt get it. Cant she understand that I am in a race here? A race...against time itself.
All day, I have been racing against time, but time has always won. Or tied, rather. This is my ninety seventh tie in a row, and
CricketsSounds that sparkle
Breaking gently over the ether
Echoes of a summer evening
The heartbeat of time
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