obviously im not good at playing volleyball but im made sure i didnt get hit in the face. nope i ended up getting nailed on the side of my head from a different court! i felt embarrassed because everyone stared at me to see if i was ok. i sprinted to the locker room crying. this wasnt like getting hit with a volleyball because it bounced off of something else. some gangster jerk directly hit it at me from across the gym. some girls from my class came in to walk me to the nurse, because i was dizzy and didnt know what was going on.around 80 people saw this happen. i dont remember a lot of it because thats how hard i got hit in the head. it was 9th period and i have a feeling tommorow people are going to tease me about it.
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