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She lay in bed and let the day’s words wash over her.
A soft stream in the mayhem.
“You’re a tenacious child,” her teacher said, eyes smiling. “You’ve tried and tried and made this grade your own. Not everyone would have continued, but you did. I am so proud.”
Tenacious, she mouthed into the dark and tuned off shouts and thuds and cries. So proud, she curled into the glow of newfound understanding.
For Sammi‘s Weekend Writing Prompt: Tenacious in 73 words