Someone gets Hurt

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Me and Belle were dribbling and running around like little five year olds. We were about to make a shot and see who made it in. I ran toward the basket and pulled my arms back to throw I was about to release and then every thing went black. It was hard to breath and I started to see a white light. I was thought I was dreaming. I started to recover and I had gotten run over and squished by a giant. A giant named Janeth. Janeth was taller and wider than me by a lot and I had gotten sat on by her. I felt like a piece of paper and I thought I was skinny enough.

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