My Idea of an Afternoon

May 24, 2011
By Anonymous

Feet pounding the ground

Your breath steams behind your mask

Running on adrenaline as you sprint down the trail

Dive behind a fallen log

Take refuge there

Lie and wait while you gather your thoughts

They’re out there

You break cover for a second

The spring woods and the hill to the front silent.

Crack! the silence breaks as the first shot was put forth echoing through the trees ringing in your brain

As the paintball whizzes past your head.

Now you are paint-balling

The author's comments:
This piece "My Idea of an Afternoon expresses my love for the outdoors and the fun, and enjoyment that I find in it. Instead of sitting around all day

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