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i approached the door, and fear approached me. i stood in front of the door and anticipation stood in front of me. suddenly, the air smelled like a fresh day by the salty sea and the air tasted like salt. my heart beat faster— thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thu suddenly, the salty air grabbed hold of my tongue and pervaded its tastebuds and with a salty fist it punched my teeth in and now the taste of salt had invaded my mouth. the pores on my body then leaked a hot liquid— so hot and salty that it ran cold over my overheating body. the unpleasant liquid was relieving during that moment. my peripheral vision had clouds that slowly moved along, clouding my judgement, clouding my mind. my body underwent multiple tremors at the expense of the intensity everything seemed to have in that moment. with one trembling shaking nervous hand, i turned the **** on the door— and all that lay behind it was a barren room. nothing more,                             nothing less.
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Sep 23, 2018
Sep 23, 2018 at 9:14 PM UTC
fear
i approached the door, and fear approached me. i stood in front of the door and anticipation stood in front of me. suddenly, the air smelled like a fresh day by the salty sea and the air tasted like salt. my heart beat faster— thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thu suddenly, the salty air grabbed hold of my tongue and pervaded its tastebuds and with a salty fist it punched my teeth in and now the taste of salt had invaded my mouth. the pores on my body then leaked a hot liquid— so hot and salty that it ran cold over my overheating body. the unpleasant liquid was relieving during that moment. my peripheral vision had clouds that slowly moved along, clouding my judgement, clouding my mind. my body underwent multiple tremors at the expense of the intensity everything seemed to have in that moment. with one trembling shaking nervous hand, i turned the **** on the door— and all that lay behind it was a barren room. nothing more,                             nothing less.
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Sep 23, 2018
Sep 23, 2018 at 9:14 PM UTC
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