A/N: I had to write another okay? I'm still salty about this story.
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It's your favorite Wattpad writer, KAYdance!
As you all probably all know, I am a clumsy idiot, and I've gotten myself into a number of dumb situations. Just my luck.
Here is one that I'm still kind of salty about to this day, and the reason why I'm terrible at dodgeball now but really good at being goalie (meaning getting hit with balls).
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So in 6th grade, we spent the first half of lunch eating and having food fights in the classroom, and then we went to either the library or the gym. I usually went to the library, because I wanted to listen to my K-Pop recordings in peace without getting hit with balls or getting run over.
But we still had to go to the gym for P.E. Luckily, my class was fairly small, so there was less of a risk of getting run over.
There were three boys in my class, and they were like the three musketeers. I don't know what their problem was, but they liked punting balls all over the gym. They just took out their anger on the poor balls, I don't know.
So I was sitting against the bleachers that were usually pushed against the wall with my friend. We'll call her Alex.
So I was sitting with Alex, and we were both doing our own thing. (I don't remember what we were doing o-o)
Then suddenly, a boy named, um Gabe (fake name) decides to punt another ball, but this time it heads STRAIGHT for me and hits me SQUARE in the face.
"OUCH!!"
I felt the impact really badly. The ball hit me right on my (pulls out fingers; makes L symbol)......left eye. No, my left, your right...um.
(please stand by)
The ball hit me right on my right eye, but luckily I didn't get a black eye. It really hurt though, and Alex was really panicked and immediently ran off to get ice for me. I followed behind, because I didn't want to get hit with another by Gabe. Yeah, I don't think he even said sorry.
I came back with some ice, and I was miserable. At least there wasn't any blood.
N o seriously I checked, but all I found were tears :D (like that's a good thing)
But I think I got Gabe back for it, because in another P.E class, I beat him at dodgeball :P
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So yeah, I am really prone to getting hit with balls. Just yesterday, I got hit in the leg and stomach while playing soccer with my dad T3T
Don't worry though, I am still A ok :)
It's a miracle I've never broken a bone (knocks on table).
BUT the salty part is that Gabe didn't apologize until literally an hour after. Rude.
If you enjoyed this chapter, let me know in the comments, and then I'll post more stuff about the annoying things the boys in my school did. Yeah, I'm still going to the same school ;-;
Baiiiiiiiiiiiii peeps and bonbons :3
DON'T GET HIT WITH A BALL >:(
