Chapter 3

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Has nothing to do with the story but I thought it was funny;)





Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep

The noise won't stop. I try to open my eyes but my eyelids feel heavy. I can hear though and I swear when I can see again that thing that goes beep is getting destroyed.

I slowly open my eyes, just to see a blinding light. I quickly close my eyes and put my hands up to cover my face.

But I can't move my right arm. I open my eyes again and see I have a needle stuck in my arm.

Oooooh deep breaths I'm freaking out, I hate needles soooo much. They scare the shiz out of me.

I'm about to have a panic attack when coach walks in.

He looks at me with wide eyes "deep breaths, deep breaths", he tells me.

I slowly start to call down and start thinking about my horrible performance.

Just then the doctor walked in "hello", he says friendly.
Hi I say

"Well then I'll be blunt you have a little bit of a sore in your thighs from a torn muscle, but that will be healed in a couple of weeks. Now your ankle is severely sprained, you need to stay off of it for a couple months."

Months, months I'm literally screaming in my head, but yet I keep a cool face.

The doctor turned around to walk out of the room, I look at my coach and send him a worried glance.

All of a sudden the doctor turns around and says " I'm also sorry for your loss".

What!!!!

"Well your mother...






Died"!!!





I'm sorry it was so short.

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 01, 2020 ⏰

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