“clenched my fists”

A 50 word story written using @mariannewest’s Freewrite prompt “clench my hands”

I clench my hands and grit my teeth.

It takes strength not to pound my fists on the desk and scream into his face.

But he doesn’t know my problems are worse than his.

My face twists into a smile.

“Is anything else I can help you with today, sir?”



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