I know I locked the door.
She must have found the key I hid.
She pushed with all her might against the door, as I struggled to keep it closed.
I don't know how much time passed, but she made some unexpected gains and soon a gap appeared.
She slid her foot in and caught my ankle, knocking me off balance. I was on my back. I was sliding.
I stood up, dizzied, not knowing how this could have happened.
So I grabbed the knob and twisted it. The door did not budge. But I could feel her holding tightly. Waiting.
I took a deep breath and pushed. I gathered my thoughts. I channeled my sorrows and my joys into my force against the door. My rage and euphoria combined sent me flying into my effort.
Suddenly I made some unexpected gains, and a gap appeared.
I slid my foot in and caught her ankle.
She was off balance. Sliding.
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