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Kickball: A Short Story
The red sphere of fury. Ever since day one of the sport, that's how I referred to the kickball. It never changed. I have been terrified of this faded red ball coming anywhere near my face, so I never bothered to run for a catch, or even really try. That's probably why I was never any good at sports. I was okay at tennis, and maybe even moderately good at cross country. But anything that involved me catching a ball, you might as well already say I lost. So naturally, when I ran up to kick the ball, it went straight into the arms of the pitcher. My fellow classmates groaned, but told me it was a good effort. We all knew they were lying. I knew that they hated having the most unathletic girl on their team, but they didn't seem to show it.
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