The crisp, cold and sharp air that pierced my lungs as I’m struggling to breathe. I can’t stop running. I must keep going.

The crisp, cold and sharp air that pierced my lungs as I’m struggling to breathe. I can’t stop runni...

I was writing a story and this is the first part of it. I need honest feedback on what I should change/fix etc.. I feel as if I’m missing something here I just don’t know what it is. Show more
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