Wednesday, September 1, 2010
Tragic Trampoline
Feels like the wind is coming at me with an extreme task force as i stand there staring my mortal enemy square in the eye. This five foot, twelve year old girl may have everyone else fooled but I know her real side and her nat for showing me up at every little competion we have. We argued there on this bouncy metal death trap of horror or her so called "trampoline" hopping around like two little kids on an atomic sugar rush. We are about to have a battle to the death a competion for the gods. As i take a my position I feel the eye of the tiger and beast I poses within ready to unleash. I take three mighty bounces the third one getting as high as I possibly can I get my body to go in a full backflip but then it hits me , like the way that brick hit Dbo in the head in the movie Friday, I had only flipped halfway! Here I was gunna land face first, what a epic fail I had just cast upon myself. As I lay there wimper, like a poor puppy without a home, Miguel's little sister does a brief laugh then does a perfect backflip over my near deathless body. She turns around looks me in my eyes calls me a chump then turns and walks away in the most ganster way I've ever seen.
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