Challenge
When I was younger we would play a writing game. The rules are simple enough, the first person writes part of a story and each person there after picks off where the last person left off. You may write a sentence or paragraphs, it is up to you. Let's see what we can create as a team.
Ninth
I stood there, staring at her; trying to figure her out. How could a girl so confident and obdurate from afar be so vulnerable and uneasy up close? The sudden roar of the crowd woke me from my trance and I quickly stepped back, reminding myself we were practically strangers. The stadium dimmed but she was still somewhat radiant in my eyes, the same way she glowed when we occasionally walked past each other at school. She stepped up, resuming her position; her body just inches from mine. She reached out her arm, resting her hand on my shoulder. She was cold.
"How...how do you do it?" She asked in almost a whisper.
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