Reunion

    I thought it was going to be a normal gym class, but I was wrong. I thought I would never see it again, I was wrong again. Our class was playing a kick the ball and run game. As we were about to start, I noticed something quite different about that dodgeball. As we started, I realized that someone has returned. Yes, the Evil Orange Ball has returned and ready for revenge.
   We start the game, people kicked the ball and ran repeatedly. We switched sides. Again, people kicked the ball and ran repeatedly. We switched sides again. It was my turn now. The guy rolled it to me, and I kicked. I ran, I ran for my life. For if I haven't, I might not have lived the life I planned to live.
   But a couple days before that day, I had had a soccer game, I was elbowed in the face and in the stomach, and constanty tripped over. I had also hurt my ankle really bad. I reached the other side of the gym in the safe area. Safe from the Evil Orange Ball anyway, I felt a pinch in my ankle and soon I had a hard time running. Was it the end of me? The Evil Orange Ball only wishes.
   I mangaged to run back and score a point for my team. Right then gym ended and I continued on with school. Even though I didn't feel awesome, I knew I was.