15 minutes of pure torture.
nothing to distract you from the pain in your legs.
nothing to help you keep going.
nothing to make it any easier than it is.
torture.
15 minutes of hell.
your arms burn, your face flames.
your sweat trails rivers down your back.
your mind wishes to be somewhere- anywhere else.
hell.
15 minutes of determination.
if you're too slow, you'll get a bad mark.
if it actually takes you 15 minutes, everyone will laugh.
if you fall and hurt yourself- they'll laugh harder.
determination.
The work of a girl-woman whose sole talents are writing and being lazy.
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