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Even though it was December is was a hot brisk day. We were at Bethalto East Elementary school and I was rolling the ball and one of my old friends said
“You suck you can’t even roll the ball. All you can do is kick the ball and all you can get is a doubles. That is because you can’t run, because you are fat.” So what I did was I let it go and said to myself “he must be playing around”.
We were young and kids, but when I got up to kick and I messed up my kick and got out he said “See you are completely trash at this game, you should not be playing kick ball.” So I went to pitch the last time that day and he was up. I said “ you deserve this” He said “wait what are you talking about.” I threw the ball as hard as I could and he

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