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My Whole life is really a blur to me because my dad is in the army and we use to move all the time and really I never got settled. One thing I do remember was the time when something bad happened to me and I will never forget it. It felt like the day was a week. The sun beaming upon me, the smell of a hot summers day, the cheering of the supporters. It was a rounders match. Head to head with our opponents, we was drawing, and it was our last batter. Of course the batter had to be me. It felt like the world was on my shoulders. My team yelling my name, the opposition team sniggering and cat calling, tension was rising, the pressure was on. As I dragged myself to take up position, I wondered to myself “Am I going to do this?, am I going to let my team down?” I repeated it through my brain. From that point my heart started thumping and adrenalin started pumping, As the ball came towards me. It was all in slow motion. I swung my baton and struck the ball with all my might and sent it flying into the sky. I did not stop think, I legged it as fats as I could, taking stride by stride with happiness. On my was round I could hear the team cheering and I was not going to let them down. That was it, My face said it all. We had won! It was the break, and all our faces were lit up. The teacher, Miss Lintner, praised us with delight. We had look forward all day for this match because we had never beaten them before. Our hard work paid off. As we walked to the shop to get some food and drink, so we was ready for the next round, we talked about tactics and positions to play. I was first base when fielding and 5th at batting. The shop was crowed. All you could hear was people shouting and eating. We tried to talk but we could not hear one another. We had ate all our food and was all pumped up for our next game. We had bought loads of sweets. We had atomic fire balls, Chewing gum, teddy bears and loads more.
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