I still remember the smell of stale chalk on my hands. I recall the feel of dried sweat on my forehead and the ache in my stomach as I began my gymnastics routine. My heart raced as the eyes of my friends and family rested upon me. Before saluting the judges, I always...
I still remember the smell of stale chalk on my hands. I recall the feel of dried sweat on my...
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