DONT STEAL OR REPOST!!
part of the book I'm writing (THIS IS THE FIRST DRAFT SO ITS KINDA BAD)
taking a drink of water I started out into the court. I watched in awe at the way the people jumped in the air and the ball touched the hoop. it swirled around a bit teasing the rim before falling away from it and bouncing up and down. people rushed to grab it. I
wish I could watch it forever. I
wish I could- BAM. I fell the hard wood floor
rise to my head. no that's not right. I'm falling, I'm falling on the floor. my face hits the wood and a headache rings through my head. something is dripping down my nose and I reach up at touch it. when my hand pulls away its covered in blood. I place my hand on the cool ground and push myself up. my ears are ringing as I see a guy reach his hand out. he's soaking wet and has my water bottle in his other hand. I debate on whether I help myself up or take his hand before deciding that it would be better to take his hand. he pulls me up and hands me...