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“Strike two!”
Isaac struggled to move his legs but failed. He tried to
thing he tried to do failed. Finally, when the pain lessened, Isaac
Running away, are we? Knew he couldn’t do it, Isaac
thought. Choke, choke, choke. Damn thoughts.
him and the fear of failure pervaded his entire being.
Then a light showered Isaac. The moon was visible. The
coach yelled at Isaac, but his words fell on deaf ears; the teammates were screaming, but they went unheard. Isaac stared at the
face soured.
I let my thoughts run wild and look at me. Mind’s in a mess
right now, Isaac observed.
A wicked smile appeared on his face. Guess I should teach myself
a lesson.
himself on his left arm. Then he repeated the process on his right
arm. Then he smashed the bat against his helmet, giving off a very
audible ‘clack
to swing that hard. The coach and teammates fell silent, and a
hush descended upon the crowd. Isaac let out a silent laugh as he
straightened up, and a sly, cocky smile spread across his face. The
pain in his back subsided, then vanished. It was at that moment
himself. By not going all in, he never had expectations for success,
Let’s give it my all. Let’s see how far it takes me. I’m going
to smash everything I have at the guy. I WILL win.
the game disappeared, thoughts of failure cast aside, only the will
for victory remained. He twirled his bat in a taunting motion while
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