“ I am going to hit the ball right at you,” I replied to Bill. …show more content…
It felt like it was in slow motion because the white and red ball was coming toward my red helmet so, then I turned, but I turn the wrong way and then hit hits me square in the cheek. I dropped down to the dirt. As I was laying on the dirt I could taste the hard rough pebbles in my mouth it was nasty. As I was laying there I could feel the rough dirt digging and cutting into my skin. It was hurting so much I forgot about the pain where I got hurt in the first place. I could smell the awful stinky sweat in my jersey because of the blazing hot sun shining down onto the