Nothing could stop her.
When Zoe thought about the type of person she had become over her short life span of 21 years, she realized something – she was average. Just average. She wasn’t too smart, she wasn’t too talented, she wasn’t the most popular girl in school, she wasn’t the most charming, she was never considered beautiful, and she was never better than anybody. But on that Tuesday afternoon, she felt such a rush of energy from within; such a pang of adrenaline, that she knew…nothing could stop her.
Zoe sprang up from her bed, put on her shoes and ran down the stairs. She grabbed the door and swung it open. No one was there to stop here. No one would dare stop her. She began running, unsure of where she was going, she allowed herself to feel the soft touch of the wind and let her mind unravel.
…to be contd.