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I was at the coffee shop, picking up a mocha for my wife.  As I was waiting in line, I noticed a man across the street reading his newspaper upside down.  I decided to take a closer look but stopped in my tracks as he was staring right back at me.  He showed no signs of emotion with his emerald eyes, looking into my soul.  Suddenly, I felt a tug on my shoulder and spun around.  So quick that my hand ended up slapping him in the face leaving a read imprint.  It was just the employee telling me that my drink was ready.  When I opened the door to exit I saw that the man had disappeared.  I was so flustered, questions racing around in my head.  Because of this I bolted to my car that was parked a good block over.  I ran like I was being chased by a car, paying no attention to my footing when I suddenly tripped over tree root.  I was airborne, falling face first.  The impact knocked me out.  When I awoke,  I felt the water streaming through my toes and realized that I was on a beach.  My head was throbbing from the earlier incident.  As I slowly got up, holding my forehead,  I saw nothing but sand for miles.  I was dumbfounded.  Breaking into tears not knowing what to do because my wife was the one who did everything.  I was stranded.

It was the last stretch of Kauai's annual 12 mile charity race.  I was in the lead.  No women had ever won this race before. Sweat streamlined down my body like a raging waterfall.  My adrenaline pumping, urging me to go on.  I felt weightless as I was striding that final mile.  Then I saw it.  The finish line.  I couldn't believe my eyes. I had been training my whole life just to win this marathon with all of those years of cross country and track.  It was in my grasp.  Then suddenly I heard faint footsteps behind me.  I started to panic. Thoughts going through my mind like what if this and what if that, but I told myself no.  I had been training too hard for this moment and nothing would stop me, as I remembered a quote that my cross country coach used to tell me, "Make it happen."  I pushed ignoring the excruciating pain that I felt in my left ankle.  I did it.  I was the first women to ever win this marathon.  My name would go down in history.  As I calmed down, I put my arms on my head and started to cry.  Tears of joy.