One, its yours. Two, hope this helps. Oh, and three, try something you think would sound ‘cool’.
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Running. Just letting my/her/his body carry myself/herself/him somewhere. Somewhere.. anywhere. I hardly/She/he (you get the point!) could feel the beads of sweat rolling down my face.. blah blah..
As she listened intently, her ear pressed firmly against the wooden door, she couldn't believe the voice she recognized speaking to her father...
I never believed in ghosts until the day my grandmother visited. Three months after her death...
Monica shows up to work every morning at 8 a.m. She goes to lunch at noon each afternoon exactly at noon, and she returns promptly twenty minutes before 1. The same routine, day after day. Except today she never came back from lunch...