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Topic: You are a SR sports star at your school. Explain what sport you are in and what made you so great. During the season you had a horrific accident that ended your season and all your scholarship hopes. How do you deal with it? What are your thoughts? And do you still have the same rep even after losing your "star" status?

SR=SENIOR..YOUR FINAL YEAR OF HIGH SCHOOL..IT'S AN ABREVIATION!!!

**Note you can add a hook if you want and dialogue, this will not count against your line limit**


Deadline: Check in by Saturday May 7th 11:59pm EST
Verses due Sunday Sunday May 8th 11:59pm EST
Only have 12 hours leway time (docked 1 vote) Anything over you lose. (This only applies for when verses are due not check in.)
Will be strictly enforced this time.

ok im checkin in..check check

Mmhm......

Ghost, if you know anything about sports you're going to kick my ass on this one.

right,its time to get writing, wish you all the luck in the world Sadistyk and i haven't got a clue what SR means either lol..best of luck

A young man is rushed into a cold and dark hospital late at night. The walls are bleak
and the life of the patient represents them as he manages to open his burning eyes. Heavy
breaths are heard along the hallways as they move closer towards him. The nurses do not
hear anything apart from the young patient screaming.

Boy: 'it is coming for me!!, death tortured me
but now has plans to make me blind to see in this world...i will walk the afterlife unheard..just scarred and blurred

Nurse: Relax!, for you are in good hands..and death can not take you yet


The nurse unveils itself as death, staring holes into the boy. It rests the boy
into a deep sleep and think to about his life, which seemed almost eradicated. As he is being transferred, the walls
regain their white and uncracked surfaces and the hallways fill with nurses and the sick patients.
The main doors open and in comes a boy on a stretcher, screaming and crying and rushed through to theatre
where he is shot in the arm, with a needle that spirals above the hand that is pushing the fluid down into his system.
The eyes above are staring at him, which holds flashes of his life that he cannot escape from. The needle bends and the clear
liquid inside turns red which now looks as the blood transferring into him. As he falls asleep, his eyes become more clearer than
ever before.



The last hero left on the bench, it's what my mother said when giving birth
She fell to death with too much stress, only my father was left to teach what life was worth
I never understood his hurt, but i made sure i made number one in life and the back of my shirt
Everything in my life i tackled head on first, but i guess the pain i couldn't revert
It seemed undeterred to choose to play rugby, touching the heart of my buried mother
Every tackle made me stronger, i was emotionally weaker but my enemies kept going under
I was the giant on the field, every foe watched as i looked back in hunger
But i remembered what my father told me 'there's always a larger foe...son let your mother go'
Plagued thoughts were driven to my legs, i was weakened as i left my mother go
I no longer felt the giant of the battlefield, the life i once gripped, i let it go



Life is on an edge, im blind, but i can't fall
I must pick myself up, im blind i cannot see a helping hand
Now i am small, i walk inside the footsteps where i stood tall
Can you see what i see, you see nothing like me, you cannot understand



Driven in a hole, subsided with the pain that i seem i can't unwish
The graze with grief the wound has never been kissed, i lay and reminisce
Of the crazed days that i miss with me being on top of the list, my life had meant something
Now im locked down with thought provoking chains and the memory play that keeps running
Could i pause and rewind to the beginning,wipe the tape clean and make it mean something
More than images in my mind that i see myself i find i cannot help unturning
Script of life through my heart just left torn up and the ashes left burning
And smouldered into darkness, the piercing glance of my deathly unhardiness
Skin broken,burned not left uncharalledless, my fear was left for dead regardless
My life was destroyed within the house, savaged flames wreaked amok my neck and let it hung
Whipped by souls that were employed, grasped my temple of unquestionable love, the devil's fiery tongue




Life is on an edge, im blind, but i can't fall
I must pick myself up, im blind i cannot see a helping hand
Now i am small, i walk inside the footsteps where i stood tall
Can you see what i see, you see nothing like me, you cannot understand




Withdrawn without hopes it seemed life left hours of self anger of selfish time that scraped the hands
Turning the fingers towards the next second seemed my existance flashed and i entered the enemies lands
Where he released his fingers and laughed as he controlled my worthless dreams that he expands unforeseen
What more can i suffer, i decieved myself to think i was on the edge but i was going under
'Never again' i heard the coach say, laughing was the lightning but the indicating was the thunder
The paper blotched invisible ink from my mind, the colourless picture lacked the heart that was sundered
How can i see in a world that is blind or maybe i am blind and maybe the world cannot see
I feel my emotions,touch my emotions, unquestion my devotions but i question my blurred life, i cannot see
Be what i wan't to be, the giant of the battle field, captured and tortured, life ticked away by the devil as ordered
By the god in me, thou heart shall shield, it is already fractured broke and shortened
My love for the game is like the page of life and can never be bordered
The giant is down but shall never..ever..be slaughtered, i shall salvage all reputation i can take
Dried out but thirst of the game will be watered, all because my father said ' you have a heart of gold, and the love of gold is never fake'


The boy woke up, death had seemed to have gone. He now knew that he had to back to his game, for his mother and his father...the end

Not bad, confusing as fuck, but not bad.

Glad you posted though, because in case you havn't figured it out, I'm not going to.

So yeah, even though yours didn't really follow the topic, only addressing one part of it, you win. Good job...

Why arent you postin?

^^I have my reasons... Don't worry... I decided not to before he posted.

yea he did decide..i was jus hopin he would change his mind and post though. Was off topic a bit but i got a bad luck of the topics this time around.