Tuesday, November 12, 2013
One cold night in Birmingham Michigan me luke was about to enter the most amazing u4errcrnforgiving game ever crush the carrier. The game is easy one guy starts with the ball and you try to tackle him when he fall and hits the ground he has to throw the ball up and then the next guy gets it and it goes on forever now that I have told you about the bruttle game let’s get to the story.
There I was at the edge of the game many 6th graders where playing but no 5th graders then me and my friend walked right to the heart of the game and started to play tackling kids twice as big as us all the sudden the ball is thrown it came straight towards me I catch it and start running. Everyone chasing me and then I’m hit I crash to the ground as if a boulder has hit me after a couple of minutes I get the hang of it and get the ball more than most of the 6th graders
then I get it again I’m running away from the kids then the seventh graders come including my older brother griffin. I and was still running then griffin bolting towards me hit strikes nailing me as hard as possible it felt like a speeding car had hit me I was on the ground already throw the ball into the I was still on the ground I stayed down for about 45 seconds then I spring into the air.
“there he is” I say out loud then my friend looked at me funny
Thinking kill kill kill this reminds me of the time we where playing basketball on roller blades then my older brother checked me into a bricked wall.
I see him all that stands between me and griffin is the ball I bolt do think about anything but that ball my surroundings blur. just seconds away I will be clashing for the ball with my brother I will be dead suddenly I forget death because I realized I had the ball running as far as I can as fast as I can. Now when I think I am doing well I turn around and see every single boy playing rushing toward me now I really think wait not think know I am dead. I threw the ball as far as possible I saved my life
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