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From Disgrace to State Champion

Chapter 1 

Word Count: 580    |    Released on: 25/06/2025

. My lane showed 12.11 seconds, a new personal best. I felt a

or lane five. Molly'

process them. Molly, my younger sister, who trained maybe once a week and spent mo

t of breath, a bright, fake

ere," she said, loud enough for our

was just holding back before. Didn' t want to hurt your feelings, y

ly on the back. "Incredible, Molly!

nnocent, wide-eyed look she had perfec

disappointed. "Sabrina, good effort. But you can' t let a

he congratulations from everyone. It wasn' t a competition. It

thick enough to choke on. My parents sat in the front, my da

lked through the

my mother said, not even bothering to take her coat off. "All tha

"Molly is a natural. She barely tries and she wins. You' r

burst into tears. "It' s my fault. I shouldn'

ediately rushe

fault," my mother cooed, stroki

," my father said, glaring a

more of it. The accusation

said, my voice shaking

he hall. I shut the door, the click of the latch feeling like the final lock on a cage. Leaning

From this house. And I knew, sitting there on the cold floor, that I had to tra

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From Disgrace to State Champion
From Disgrace to State Champion
“For years, my life revolved around the track, every stride a step closer to a college scholarship, my only ticket out. My younger sister, Molly, barely trained but somehow always beat me by a hair, basking in our parents' proud glances. I pushed harder than anyone, bleeding on the track, only for her to effortlessly pull ahead, usually with a smug, "Didn't want to hurt your feelings." But at the Regional Qualifiers, with college scouts watching, she took it too far. Mid-race, she faked a stumble and pointed straight at me, yelling I had shoved her. My own coach, convinced by the rumors she' d spread, disqualified me on the spot, erasing my dreams in one swift, heartbreaking blow. My parents, who worshipped Molly, accused me of jealousy, of being a "sore loser," even as I stood there, utterly numb, my future crumbling. How could someone who barely tried consistently beat me, then maliciously destroy my reputation and chances? Why did everyone believe her effortless lies over my years of sacrifice? Sitting on the cold floor of my room, staring at the wreckage of my life, I finally saw it: her success wasn't hers at all. It was a parasite, feeding on my effort, my dreams. And I realized, with chilling clarity, the only way out was to make the parasite eat itself alive.”
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