She yearned to experience the feeling of complete freedom. It was more than she could ever pray for. If there was anything she wanted most in the world, it would be to fly. Oh, just to feel that beautiful, playful winds swirl around her! It would be like swimming in the ocean, except she would have no confinements. She would never run into a bank or a beach. She would just continuously circle the earth, and gradually, she would float, float, fly further and further until she disappeared from the earths atmosphere.
Jab, cross, hook. Cross, hook. Duck. Hook, cross, kick.
Keep going! She could hear her trainer demand as her paced slowed. Her muscles ached, her throat was dry, and all she could do was yell at the top of her lungs as her fists hit the bag. What are you doing? Keep going!
She gave out another yell, a more powerful one, and continued to assault the rickety old punching bag.
Im not going to lose. Im not going to lose. Im not goin