Squidgy feet
by Flynn
The tension in my veins build up like a chemical reaction. One step in front of the other my nerves take the better of me. My legs begin to quiver.
My hands grip on to the muddied grass. My face murmurs as as my feet dip into the water. The abhorrent thought of squidgy feet became true.
The river laughed at me as the sad look under my eyes becomes stronger. I slowly scuttle across the rocks as my shoes start caving in with liquid. My saturated shoes groaned like a lonely baby in the night.
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