Nialler's Traumatic Injury
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The crowd cheered wildly; unaware what is going to happen to Niall. It was time for his signature move. He lifted his arms and his body followed. He floated in the air for a few seconds, his legs spread apart for his signature pose and almost looked like an angel floating from heaven. But he quickly noticed he jumped too high and called for us to quickly catch him. We sprinted to his side but it was too late. He was already on the floor and a large cracking sound could be heard. Will Niall be able to walk again !? Read to find out !
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