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Saxon
The underground space is crushing me, I can barely breathe. The walls shrink inward and I can’t get enough air into my lungs. I push past anyone in the way.
‘Watch it,’ they shout after me.
I take no notice of them as I stomp along the passageway. After a while I find myself at the base of the ladder. I know the narrow opening above will lead me outside and that’s exactly where I need to be, outside and alone. I lift one foot after the other and make my way up the rungs. I heave and puff my way to the top. By the time I burst through the opening, I can contain myself no longer. I roar to the open, empty landscape. I release rage, hurt, frustration, and disappointment into the invisible air. I continue screaming until my throat becomes raw. I collapse, angry and broken about my
