![]() ![]() But I could only settle on a weak smile and a deep sigh. If it wasn’t for the helpless shadow of a man that I was at that moment, I would definitely have screamed in happiness for finally winning over this stubborn door knob. ![]() I closed my eyes for a second, took a deep breath, opened my eyes, and pulled the door knob down as hard as I could. I pushed myself up from the ground and faced the door again. Otherwise, I would faint there, near the front entrance to my own house. I had to get inside had to pull myself together and open the door. I was so thirsty that I could barely think about anything else. I pivoted around, leaned against the door, and slowly slid down to the ground. I gathered the last reserves of my strength that I had left in my body and pressed the handle again. I slowly squeezed the handle of the door in a downwards motion, only to realize it had barely moved. The path that took only a second for my eyes to see took about twenty minutes for my body to cover. I finally reached the front door and touched the handle with a loose grip. It felt like a slow-motion horror movie, only it was happening live. My arms and legs were responding to the signals that my brain was sending to them at a slower speed than I thought was possible. My head felt huge and heavy, and each muscle in my body felt sore. It seemed that I was about to dissipate as well, becoming a puddle of glue-like substance left on the ground. My surroundings were slowly starting to melt: the trees, the houses, the sky, and the pathway to my garage. ![]()
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