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crying
I went totally beserk during P.E. when a 5th attempt on my head was made.
Since everyone seems to get the story mixed up, here's the full story...
Okay, so, I was walking along the stands(On the court) to get my shoes, since I'm not require to change out. Well, when I'm halfway there, I feel some wind behind me. I ignore it. Next, I see a ball whiz right past my head. I turned, and saw Michael walking quickly away, While Shelby and David saying that it was him, knowing my wrath is great(As is in all my family) when provoked in just the right way.
I begin to race after him, grabbing a ball in the floor. He runs towards the locker rooms, and makes a quick turn. I toss the ball at him as he turns, miss, and try to stop. As I'm wearing socks, and the floor I was on was either porcilin or glazed rock, I slide. Next thing I know, I'm sliding donw the stairs, with a ball coming right back at me(I threw it). I naturally get Super Heated, and begin a rampage. Luke, my little borhter, in the 7th grade, which shares P.E. with us, thinks Michael tossed the all at me as I slid down the stairs, and gives chase. Eventually, Both of us Red Hot Mad, finally catch him, which is strange as I'm probably more in shape the he(Michael) is. I threaten him, and Coach Osmond takes over from there.
People try and comfort me, and get the story mixed up. I head for the Taper's Seat up near the top of the stands to sit alone and think over what happened. I just hope I don't lose control again tommorow...That kinda thing makes me weep that people saw that side of me. stressed
 Arbonite · Tue Feb 08, 2005 @ 05:02am · 1 Comments |
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