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The Battle
Lined up along the wall like soldiers ready for battle. Weopons in hand ready to aim and fire at the enemy's side. A bead of sweat trickles down the back of my neck, and I take a deep breath fixating on my target. The whistle sounds and the war commences. I duck and pivot, dodging and running from the bullets shooting around my head. Bodies start falling and collapsing on the hard, clammy floor. I hit the deck as another shot just misses my pounding head. My ears are ringing from the booms that richocet off the walls and echo throughout the arena. I hear the cries and moans of the wounded begging to be freed. I glance around the battlefield and realize that I am the only one left standing. I will be heading to no mans land and I might make it out alive. I go near the boundary line and release my weopon at the same time my opponent does. Before I can duck out of the way, something hard slams into my stomach knocking the air out of my lungs. It feels like I am falling in slow motion like a Disney movie, "Timber!" then I collapse onto the ground. I want to cry with defeat, but I cannot move. My legs and arms feel paralyzed with disappointment and my head feels like a giant bruise. I hear the cries and cheers of victory from across the battleground. The victors jump up and down as if he won World War 111. I am disappointed, but it was only a harmful game of dodgeball.
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