Breathe

Eyes open slowly, adjust in the dark.

Pressure.

Shallow breaths, shallow breaths.

Lips purse, I scream.

Sweat pools around the nape of my neck, dripping down my back.

The air is thick inside.

 

Sunglasses secured into place, it’s bright outside.

Sunny.

Cool air pours in through my window, I take a deep breath.

A scream rings out from my trunk, I turn the music up louder.

A police car drives past, I nod, my hands sweaty.

It’s a beautiful day out.

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