The Race

KD Murray
KD Murray
Sep 2, 2018 · 6 min read

I stood in front of my mirror looking at myself, thinking, there’s no going back, this is it, this is what separates the weak from the strong. I knew I was keeping a vow to my brother and I intended to keep it. Why did I think I could be like him? I hate running long distance. Funny how my stubborn pride won’t allow me to quit. If he won this race all those years ago, I could win it too. I imagined putting my winning ribbon around his neck, showing him how much I love…

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KD Murray

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I love writing about my childhood adventures, hoping to add a little happiness and sunshine to everyone's day. Always remember, never quit and always smile.

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