I was playing in a lacrosse game one day and I got really light headed. I was running around and was really tired because I hadn’t gotten a chance to rest. It also didn’t help that I had the book club 8th period in Morone’s class. The book club meant that there was food and I ate a lot of jelly donuts. So, one play the ball came rolling at me and I went to scoop it up when I go the crap knocked out of me. I stayed down since it really hurt. Coach came out on the field said I didn’t look so well and let me sit on the sideline. I really wasn’t feeling good at this point. It was humid, so I was sweating, I ate way to much, so I had to go to the bathroom, and I was stuck on a lacrosse field. I really was feeling the need to throw up but I just couldn’t. I had my head down when somebody on the sideline yelled “Heads up!” I look around and everybody began to turn around when I felt something hit me in the chest. It was just what I needed and I threw up. A lacrosse ball came and hit me right in the chest. People came running over thinking I would not be feeling so well when really I could never had been better. I kept the ball. I still didn’t want to play so I acted like I couldn’t play. I then wasted the remaining time of the game drawing smiley faces on the ball. THE END!
I hated my life before the incident with Shawn Adair. I was thrown around a lot. I was dropped a lot. I was bounced. I was spun around. I was living the life of a horrible roller coaster. Up and down and all around. I couldn’t get away form it. I just kept getting into the game. When I finally hit Shawn, I knew I was finally done. He gave me this weird look and through up but then he gave me a good look and picked me up. I knew I was done. He started decorating me with smiley faces and I looked cuter than ever. My life since has been like retirement and I love it!
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