We're writing novels in Language Arts, and I just wanted to know what everyone thought of my beginning?
"Oh my gosh, I think it's starting to swell."
"It might be a concussion."
"Is she even breathing?"
I never realized how comfortable the gym floor was- especially when you're sporting a nasty bump on the side of your head, and your surrounded by a bunch of musty, nosy 8th graders.
I thought about opening my eyes to assure everyone I was still alive, but I was starting to get enjoyment from listening to them cluelessly talk amongst themselves.
I kept my eyes closed and could faintly recognize a familiar voice that seemed to be coming towards the mass that had formed around me.
"Excuse me.....please move....ya'll back up! Everybody just back up!"
I finally opened my eyes ignoring the dramatic gasps and I shifted my head to see Cassie swiftly maneuvering around a large group of girls. She held out a foggy bag of ice and ordered me to put it on my head.
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