It was a casual Friday against the eigth graders,
But I always knew that they were invaders

I was thirteen years-old
And that how I “rolled”

In the Kenowa Hills gym,
Which was a little dim

As I started as a runner
And inside I was saying “ Oh brother”

The whistle blew,
before I tied my shoe

As I switched my position to defense
I felt a little suspence

I sprinted to my oponet
But then I noticed

My teammate don’t you see
Right across from me!

We crashed by chasing the same person
But yet it worsened

But in our wreck
She hit my neck

Then landing on my ankle,
That landed on a weird angle

I went to tell the teacher
Then he told me to go to the nurse’s bleacher

Later I got an ice pack
And also some time to relax

After school I went to the doctor and got a leg wrap
That overlaped

I can’t believe that playing capture the flag
Makes you feel like a punching bag

The next day I couldn’t do gym after that
And got  a chocolate doughnut

But another day flew by and so did the pain
Then all of  a suden I felt great again