Here’s something from Understanding Teenagers I’m proud of.
Understanding Teenagers, Chapter 56: Run, Ava, Run
Soon enough, I found myself standing at the track field. What if I could actually run? What if? That was the question. My heart wanted to run. That’s all it wanted to do. Run! What did I have to lose at that point? The sun was moments away from being gone. My body kneeled on the ground as if I were about to race. My mind envisioned itself at a race.
“Three, two, one, go!” The gun was shot.
My left leg was out high. Once it was down, it hit the ground hard with dirt beginning to muster up. Right foot out and boom. Closing my eyes, I let my legs do the work. Yes, my legs were in pain, but I didn’t care. This had to be done. My arms were working harder than ever. Right arm out. left arm in. Left arm out, right arm in.
“Left foot!” I screamed! “Right foot!”
Speed was gaining. With each foot hitting the ground, my feet would find itself covered up in dirt all the more. The pain was building, but I kept going. Within good time, I made it an entire lap. Three more laps and it would be a mile. I had to run this mile. Well into the second lap, my right shoe tore up. Now I understood why runners wore tennis shoes. With all my effort, I let my shoes fall off. Don’t ask how I was able to do that, because I don’t know. With barefoot feet, I was running. My stomach was in great pain. My sides were killing me and I loved it for some weird reason. Keeping my eyes closed, my mind went back to another memory.
“Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, oh, I’m radioactive, radioactive.”
“Hands down, one of the best concerts I lived through” shouted Daniel.
“Oh my gosh, yes!” agreed Sara.
“It was fun, but to be honest, Panic at the Disco throws some pretty awesome concerts.”
“The bridesmaid is a whore!” I shouted while smiling running faster. “Haven’t you people ever heard of closing the damn door!”
My mind was back at it again with another memory.
“Can’t you see that I’m the one who understands you. Been here all along so why can’t you see you belong with me.”
How’d that feel?"
“It felt amazing. Honestly, I felt free.”
“That’s what singing does. It frees the soul.”
An exciting rush was building in my body. I was literally running faster than I ever thought I could. A beaming grin controlled me. I was a lap away from running a mile and all I wanted to do was sing.
“Oh, give me the beat boys, and free my soul, I want to get lost in your rock and roll and drift away.”
Before I knew it, I had run an entire mile. My body stopped to catch a breath. Yes, I wanted to puke, but I didn’t. Once able to catch my breath, I found myself grinning again. Only this time the grin included laughter. “Crap, I did it!” my voice shouted. Another laugh ensued. “Take that all you whores!”