She stayed down, stopping flat on her back and staring up at the ceiling. Her hand ached, and she steadily brought it into her eye line, twisting her wrist from side to side. It wasn't broken, just tender. She could feel her tears sliding down her cheeks, but chose to ignore them. It wasn't fair. Her teeth sunk into her lower lip to stop a cry or scream.
"Ow." She breathed, closing her eyes and exhaling a slow sigh through her lips.
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