One moment, you’re standing. Then, a sudden push, and you’ve fallen onto a hard surface, and it hurts, and your biting your lip and squeezing your eyes because it’s gotten so so hard not to cry. The rocks scrape against your knees, and as you rise to your feet, taking a shaky step forward, you trip on a steel pole on the ground in front of you.
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