It all started during field day, when my tribe was playing kickball on the field between the high school building, the elementary building, and the middle school building. It was my turn to kick the ball(after actually getting my turn, because people who already kicked went in front again). The pitcher threw it at me, and I kicked it(though it didn't turn out as I had hoped). It was just in front of me when I was running and I ended up running and ending up at the 3rd base.
Soon someone else kicked, and I was on my way to home base. The other team with their good teamwork threw the ball to one person that was closest to me, and that person caught it. I was running, but he was gaining on me. I couldn't really help getting tagged—or getting pushed—by that person, I know it wasn't his intention of pushing me. So I don't really blame anyone, but the fact is that I got a wound the size of a doorknob. So now, when I bend my knee it hurts, when I keep it straight it hurts. However it is just the way of life, you learn from your mistakes and will make you stronger to experience these things.
You get hurt and you learn, you get hurt and you get stronger. It wasn't a total loss, it was a gain as well.
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