Struggling For More

It was in my grandma's van...

I gasped for more air.

My eyes grew red with straint.

You could see some of my veins popping out.

I pushed harder and harder.

I screamed.

I could feel drops of sweat running down my face.

The pain; it burnt.

It was no use; I convinced myself.

This couldn't work out right.

We pushed harder;

I could feel the muscles in my body work up.

I screamed again.

After 20 minutes, we just gave up.

We took a breath and sighed.

It didn't work.

We just couldn't;

I repeat COULDN'T:

Get my sister out of the door.

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