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What would you do if dodgeballs flew at your face? You'd dodge them or catch them right? What if they had sharp teeth? Run like a little girl. What if they were smart and rolled to you and bit your ankles? Keep on running? LIsten to my story of why I hate dodgeball.......and tell me do I sound insane.

It was a normal day at my school, well what we called normal there was a food war, literally. That is another story though. It was finally time to let our energy go, atleast what energy we should have had. Our coach came in and held a sack of red rubbery dodgeballs, we always played with foam balls, so this surprised us. He said in a strange voice, "Dodgeball!"
Every kid in the room jumped up and down screaming some variation of Yeah! or Awesome!, including me.

He let the dodgeballs roll onto the ground and left the room, we knew the rules. Outside the door we heard a heavy object move across the floor, we thought little of it. My best friend Ganny Mackerwit grabbed a ball and yelped in surprise. He launched the ball straight up and I saw his hand, blood was dripping from a small cut, from what looked like teeth marks.

This surprised me, but I still grabbed a ball. It rolled up my arm and bit the back of my neck! I screamed in pain and saw a ball lunge at my feet. Biting my shin repeatedly I might add. Beside me a friend of mine, I cannot remember who was hit in the face by one. It stayed on his face and we heard chomping sounds, I think he is in the hospital.

To be continued.....

(Made this in third grade it is a funny story about a bad game of dodgeball and a little boy's exagerration!)