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the cement was cold under her cheek as she lay there, exhausted beyond belief. there wasn't much time, but she couldn't bring herself to get up from that place.
Today i walked past a construction area and i since i was concentrating so much on how there were building it that i stepped in some cement and i was probably there for an hour.
The old wooden staircase screeched as i approached it to go to the kitchen.