Woohoo!

it was her second run

boots

mittens

knit hat

small red sled

she was ready

to fly

the night was dark

not a star

she looked for the moon

the hill was compact

bumpy

she hopped on the sled

it almost left without her

woosh

speed

breathing life

grinning

all too soon she was off the sled

it kept going

so did she

landing hard and the wind was gone

all she wanted was breath

all she wanted was home

almost two weeks later

she still sleeps in a chair

everyday stronger

but they were right

it got worse

before it got better

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