Erica: Get out of here now!

I screamed, I could feel my throat burning. My voice rose from the depths of my lungs and as a Tingling spread all over my body. The power of my phrase being so great that it became what all of me anxiously yelled.
The monster to disappear, to leave now, to no longer exist. He took a step backwards
Inadvertently, as if he received a push from my hand, a kick from my leg, as I accepted from him.

The Elevator

I went out to the yard. I inhaled hard, I almost felt my nostrils ache. I took my time to enjoy the pure oxygen of the atmosphere, but someone interrupted me. 


Straight away I turned willingly towards him and without losing a moment he popped excitedly in front of me. 


His question didn't seem sincere, more hasty and formal, but above all excited. 


Gymnast: Good, I'm glad! Did you hear that this year our school is going to take part in the running races? 


Gymnast: Well. I've noticed you quite a bit during class, and I confess that your running performance has left me speechless. 


Gymnast: Are you involved in a sport that has helped you with your speed? 


If <<playing>> hide and seek with my father counts, then yes. 


Gymnast: So we have a natural talent! Of course you will take part in the games as a member of the school team and our representative, I do not say otherwise. If I have to, I'll talk to your father. 


Erica: No! You really don't have to, I will participate! 


Gymnast: Perfect! Oh, I didn't tell you, our workouts will be every afternoon at six outside of weekends. Tomorrow I'm waiting for you here, and don't be late! 


Without letting me object, he left in a hurry. Looks like I'm going to have to push a little bit more to make it this year. I sprung up and pulled towards the room since the bell had already sounded. 


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After a very long day I am back in my apartment building knowing that my fatigue will not be an obstacle to the performance of my daily routine. I'm only now got into the place I felt really safe. In my house, the elevator. 


I stepped on the third floor and it started to rise like the knot in my stomach. Every floor, higher and higher, is now in my throat. Stress drew me. Do you think he's back from work? I wondered... Then I heard characteristic sound, the doors opened wide leaving me exposed. 


Walking in the hallway, I reached the apartment and unlocked softly. I pushed slowly causing a calm crackling at the door. I took a look to locate him inside, but his snoring catches up with me. Thunder resonated in my ears. The knot in my neck is strengthening, he's home.
