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The Unexpected

October 17, 2016
By cjm21 BRONZE, Clarkston, Michigan
cjm21 BRONZE, Clarkston, Michigan
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Not a squirrel
Not a cat
Not a dog
Or a mouse,
in the yard
behind the house.

No it was my brother and I
Happily playing,
joy lingered in the air
but it was not staying.

The rubber sphere
Within  the net,
soon To be retrieved
with seemingly no threat.

I strolled to the goal
Collected my ball,
meanwhile my brother-
ready to shoot-
stood in stall.

I turned with ball                                                                      
And darted out of his way,
he looked at the net with determination.
This suggested everything would be okay.

My younger brother
Stepped into his shot,
I tilted my head
my neck in a knot.

A forward thrust
With all of his might,
sent the object soaring.
But not in my sight.

 

The small little circle
In 3-D shape,
struck my head and gave me a shake.

When I came to
I was sprawled on the ground,
my brother forcefully waking me
with pound after pound.

I did not know what had happened
I crouched with great despair ,
all I could do was keep my position
and look off into the distance
                          with a confused smoky stare.


The author's comments:

This is a non fictional account of menplaying lacrosse with my brother and getting hit in the head with a ball.


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