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The tightrope walker placed one foot in front of the other as she steadied herself on the rope. The crowd below her cheered and echoed as she inched herself across the top of the tent. Beads of sweat were falling from her brow and hitting the rope, or even worse- falling all the way down on unsuspecting clowns who cheered her on from the ground. She knew she would be fine, she has done this a thousand times. The one thing she hadn't done a thousand times was get stung by a bee in the middle of the rope. The quick sting was enough to break all of her concentration and send her flying down to her big top doom. The wind brushed past her and her body flailed like a rag doll. Thwump! She hit the safety net like a sack of potatoes being dropped into a pot of boiling water. The crowd cheered and the stars spun around her head.
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