I couldn't soothe the child. hysterical and red faced, she sat there screaming, eyes squeezed shut, hand grasped tight around my own. little beads of sweat formed at the base of her hair line and trickled slowly down her face, mixing with her tears.
This is a blog to keep track of daily submissions to this website: ONE WORD. It's really a lot of fun to see what your mind can throw together in only sixty seconds. At least I think it's fun, do you?
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