The First Game

By: Sierra Pratzner


One afternoon

on a hot summer day

I took a long deep breath

went on the green grass field

grasped my stick tightly

and waited until I heard

the voice of the whistle

to start the game

moments later

whistle screamed TWEET

the game started

I looked in the eyes of my opponents

and thought

victory was soon to be found


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