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Rockslide

As she walks down the hall she hears the clunk, clunk, clunk

She shakes her shoe and feels something move underneath the sole of her foot

She turns the key, takes a large breath and unlocks her office and enters the dark room

She removes her shoe and pours the pebble into her hand

She turns it back and forth examining it before setting it in her pocket

She goes about her day, her phone rings and as she hangs up she finds another pebble on the floor adding it to her pocket

She looks at the time, rushing to throw everything in her bag to get to the next meeting

She yells out to her team shes leaving as they yell back to wait handing her a rock

Confused, but late, she puts it in her pocket and runs to the car

As she is pulling out, her email dings and her wipers make a screech

She jumps out and removes the large rock from her wiper blades, another in her pocket

At the next location she is given even more rocks, each becoming larger; these she adds to her bag

Before she knows it the weight in her pockets and bag is pulling her down, it is so heavy

She keeps finding them and continues to hold them, to carry the weight

Soon the weight pushes against her chest, harder and harder

Breaths are less frequent, but she continues to hide the rocks wherever she can so nobody can see her strength weakening

She doesn’t dare give the weight of the rocks to anyone else, instead she holds her shoulders up and walks on

She slows down with each step and hears something in the distance

She continues to travel until she makes it to a wall, a cliff above the road

The sound she heard before is now deafening and she can no longer control her breathing

Rocks begin falling down the wall, one, two, three

They crash with a bang, she cannot run, she cannot get the rocks out of her pockets, it is too late

She attempts to hold her stance, yet unsuccessful, she falls to the ground with the now boulders exploding around her

She doesn’t dodge them, she lets them take her  

All they would know of her is how she let the rocks get the best of her, she wasn’t strong enough to hold the problems the handed her

She let her team down, she couldn’t lead by example as she couldn’t even breath, she became a part of the rockslide

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