I wore my singlet with my head high, as the lights bounced off my silky body armor like a new shiny penny. Waiting to face my opponent, I bent over did a small prayer then looked up at him with the look of hate engraved in both of our eyes. I looked at him, and I could hear nothing but the sound of my own heart pounding as loud as a snare drum, as I squatted down shook his hot but yet clammy hand. The referee blew the whistle and we lock up, standing up but our heads are together like two male deer, locking up horns, trying to impress a doe. I broke the tie as I swung my arm in the air to lock up with my opponent again, I hit him in the face. With anger, he head butted me like an angry rhino; I did the same thing back. One of the blows he delivered hit my nose and I started to bleed, and then the match stopped simultaneously with my heart. I walked off the battlefield leaving drops of crimson on the ground with the smell of hot liquid iron running through my nose. As they cleaned me up, I peered over and saw that Seth is red like a tomato with anger. At that point, I knew I was in his head. They finished cleaning me up and I returned to the match with a cotton balls stuck in my nose. As soon as the
I wore my singlet with my head high, as the lights bounced off my silky body armor like a new shiny penny. Waiting to face my opponent, I bent over did a small prayer then looked up at him with the look of hate engraved in both of our eyes. I looked at him, and I could hear nothing but the sound of my own heart pounding as loud as a snare drum, as I squatted down shook his hot but yet clammy hand. The referee blew the whistle and we lock up, standing up but our heads are together like two male deer, locking up horns, trying to impress a doe. I broke the tie as I swung my arm in the air to lock up with my opponent again, I hit him in the face. With anger, he head butted me like an angry rhino; I did the same thing back. One of the blows he delivered hit my nose and I started to bleed, and then the match stopped simultaneously with my heart. I walked off the battlefield leaving drops of crimson on the ground with the smell of hot liquid iron running through my nose. As they cleaned me up, I peered over and saw that Seth is red like a tomato with anger. At that point, I knew I was in his head. They finished cleaning me up and I returned to the match with a cotton balls stuck in my nose. As soon as the