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Zy’mir Gettis November 6, 2013
English II Gr. 10th Hr. 203 Not Interested!
The week after graduation was one of the craziest days in my life so far. so many things occurred that you wouldn’t think a teen would do. I was trying to be negotiated with to do multiple things that night but most of these things were not in my interest. Although one of these things stood out to me a lot, I would never forget that long night.
After graduation everyone was prompt and ready for high school. As the summer began to start everybody would be at this one spot. “The Rec”, The Rec was a local recreation center on my street. When I went to The Rec I would always be suited in my best basketball attire whether I wore red blue, purple, orange, green, or even rainbow sneakers my socks corresponded. I stood in front of The Rec, wearing my sky blue Lebron 9 soldiers customized to say Zy’mir on the side with my sky blue and white elite socks to match, Ready to play ball. I walked in the gym, to a fowl stench smacking me in the nose, it smelt like sweaty gym socks and armpits I played 4 on 4 basically the whole entire time, I dribbled up the court with a hesitation move to get by the defender. Under the legs around my back and spin move to an open basket. Free lay-up I thought to myself but too many unnecessary moves. “Point” I yelled because I had to go to the bathroom. I drove hard to the basket with an easy lay-up but saw an open man that wasn’t really getting his touches and kicked it out to him. As he pulled up he released the ball from his clutch producing a beautiful form. As the shot was up I walked off the court because I already knew it was going in. Swish!
I headed to the bathroom and smoke flooded the air, I was disoriented on where to go. I found my way to the stalls and many guys were sitting on the sinks and benches smoking. I looked in shock because most of the guys here I graduated with. Maurice, My right hand man in class and on

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