The first fight and the new begining

by Finalgravedigger   Mar 1, 2005


It was my first day in sparing class where the first punch was laid on my left cheek.

I was nervous looking at my best friend and asking myself who could anyone be so cruel punching a persons face and wham it hit me with that punch too my face I forgot that all people are cruel and my new begining as a strong fighter began I still remember that first punch in slow motion.

Then wham my best friend got the same thing except even harder I felt my cruel new begining in the fighting world.

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  • 19 years ago

    by Bleeding_Red_Fallen_Angel

    Same to you. I think we're both going to need it. >3jess

  • 19 years ago

    by Bonnie Fowler

    I appreciated your comment and I like ur poem. it interestin. its makes u think which i am not good at. I am a pure blonde.

  • 19 years ago

    by TheGayPimp

    VERY ODD TO ME WELL I STILL GAVE U A 5 CHECK OUT SOME OF MINE IS YOU HAVE THE TIME

  • 19 years ago

    by HOLLYWOODxBANGBANG

    ~*~alcohol and weed arent too bad, are you sure you havent done anything to hurt ur sister, my brother thinks the same way but he has done way more then he thinks~*~

  • 19 years ago

    by Bleeding_Red_Fallen_Angel

    Oh, I have been playing soccer since I was 4. Now I'm playing travel, and I had surgery on my left knee June 29th. I'm still not able to play. I know how much that hurts..I've gone to two practices and the doctors keep telling me I can, but I tore my scar tissue then did something else to it. I'll probably be able to play in a month. Do you know when you'll be able to get back to it?

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