Stepping into Focus
My boots planted firmly on the smooth glass surface. Around me, festive miniature pumpkins and spooky decor stood in careful rows. With a steady breath, I tested my balance, rolling my shoulders back. My hand moved on its own, lightly brushing against the small jack-o'-lantern resting right by my boot. It gave a soft, plastic click. I felt completely grounded and in control.
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