Locker

It was five months ago, that I first saw you. I had a long day and had decided to eat my lunch in the park that day. It was just random decision that to this day, I don 't regret. I was sitting on one of the benches across the way, just about done with my food when something caught my eye. The scorching sun was shining down on the whole plaza, its rays reflecting off a silver watch, making it glint in the sunlight. I was squinting my eyes in its direction and when my eyes adjusted, I was able to…

There is always a common thread to the way Nina projects her views of what it is like to wrestle in Fight One. She often speaks of how the locker room must view her as this upstart who does not belong here, particularly the veterans. To Nina the vets in the back want her to pay her dues and earn her keep around the Tsongas Center. But no, to paraphrase her in her own words, Nina Stokes is not…

Occasionally I do though, and the ones I know of, outside of a few, aren’t all that bad frankly. The first I would address would be the misconception that I am lazy and unorganized due to the state of my room and in middle school the state of my locker. While the locker probably actually was due to being unorganized since then I have become more organized yet I am still seen as this occasionally due to messy room I reside in. The problem is not however that I am unorganized so much as I have too…

school and is on it’s way to Blue ash, she goes back to sleep. Once they get to Blue Ash, she wakes up and prepares herself for the long practice she is about to endure. She goes to the locker room…

Trash - Questions 1. Raphael lived in the Smokey Mountains about 3 years ago before it got shutdown and shifted them down along the road. 2. There are many types of materials valuable to Raphael, these include plastic (sold by the kilo), white is best but do get blue. He gets paper, white and clean, glass, tin cans, the occasional t-shirt, pair of pants and anything he can make some pesos out of. 3. Raphael states that him and Gardo might as well be brothers as they have lived together and…

up for practice with the rest of the team stretching and warming up. I quickly ran over to the locker room hoping that other girls were in there as well. Once I reached the door, the creaking and the squeaking of the door welcomed as well as a gloomy short hallway. However, chatters and noises were heard throughout the room as I see other girls still getting dressed for practice. I rushed to find a locker and began to dress comfortably for practice; I chose a blue short sleeved t shirt with a…

smile and nod. The same kind of smile and nod I give my parents when they lecture me about not putting my dishes in the dishwasher. Friday’s are now my favorite days. Not for the “normal” reason, but because Friday’s are leg day. I rush down to the locker room ensuring that I’ll be the first one to the gym. I stuff my headphones in, choosing one of fifteen workout playlists to be my soundtrack for the day. I cruise through the door engulfed by the familiar smell of rubber and sweat. Picking up…

a nice little nap. I realized that sleep and a lot of water and Gatorade were going to be crucial for my success. Upon waking up, I missed multiple messages from my teammates to meet in the locker room. I knew something was up, so I had to get out of bed and run quickly to the locker room. In the locker room, I noticed that everyone had their uniforms already in there. At this moment, my heart…

In the locker home there was a ball, jersey, and practice shirt. Jack confidently got on the field with his soccer ball. The practice went great the coaches loved him, but soon came game day. Game day came a young Jack didn’t expect anything. Jack knew other trainers…

“They’re gonna lose,” my teammate commented, referring to the team we were about to play. “You never know. They might win today.” I said sarcastically, while we walked into the gym. My teammate scrunched her face at me as if I was insane. “I’m kidding,” I said smiling. We sat, our faces fixated on our phones’ screens on the gym floor of LP Wilson, waiting for the last game to finish so we could get ready and be prepared for the start of the first quarter. Beeeeep! The third quarter was over.…