Friday, March 6, 2009

Slice of Life: March 6, 2009

Tag Dodgeball
“Peace?” Nicholas offered, as he was aware of how helpless he was as I had threatened him until he had nowhere to escape; walls surrounded him, and I was blocking the only escape rout⎯ ball in hand ready to unleash un any movement he attempted.
“Sure,” I accepted, as I took off for my next pray. I scanned the gym for victims without a ball. Few people were standing, and most were allies or had a ball. Then I saw Camila, walking towards the opposite corner.
I ran up to her from behind, I tossed the ball softly so it’d bounce of her back, and return to my hands. She turned around shocked, as she didn’t see that coming. Her face full of anger, disappointment, and somehow a slight grin, as she knew I had cleverly beaten her; but I knew she would want revenge.

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