Hello, this is me writing again, I know that I am not a very good writer, but I am happy to see at least 10 people reading each of my stories! Thank you all who has read my short stories! Well I am publishing another part of my story, and I am pretty sure that I will finish this story in at least 2~3 more chapters? maybe 4~5 at the most... Well, thank you for reading! Please comment on either good or bad things about my short story! Thank you again!
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My life practically sucked after that accident, everyone I knew, or people I didn't know asked me the same thing over and over again. The question was. "What happened? You should have been more careful! What did you do?" And practically after that, I got very aggravated. But things got worse after I had to start gym that year. Because I kind of hurt myself in the beginning of the year, we didn't do anything special. Things like paper works, buying the gym uniform, and etc...
Anyway, we started with volleyball unit first. Nothing unusual happened, nah, not really. Until I actually got into the class and participated in the classes. Yes I had to take it instead of dance, no because I totally HATE dancing and performing in front of people! So, I HAD to take gym, even though I hate sports... Okay, I don't HATE it, I just don't enjoy it if I am forced to do it... Anyway, the point is, gym is not the best thing for me.
So, back to the story. Yes, I suck at sports, and no, I don't enjoy this one bit. Because of this, I was lazing around, just barely paying attention to the gym teacher when she was looking. Then, it happened... I was hit by a volleyball. No! At least I think this is going to answer the question you are thinking. Of course I was not that lazy not to pay attention to the game during class. And no, the volleyball was not served by the opponent team. And yes, one of my stupid team mate threw the volleyball (yes, he THREW the ball, instead of rolling it to the other side just in case it hits someone.) and hit he hard and square on my ear/back of my face! And after that "hit", my day just didn't seem to get better from that day. Also after that accident THAT happened....
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Life is Unfair...
ContoThis is a short story about my own life starting out from last year. I was currently in 6th grade, YES, I am a middle schooler....... Any way, I was having another boring school life. Nah, nothing interesting again today..... Then, something crazy s...
