As you know, my Word 2003 hates spell-check, but Gaia loves it.
Area of Confusion!
The smell of new rubber, reminding everyone somehow of a burrito. The long, metal rod going halfway across the ceiling, a net ready to drop at a moments notice. The white, blue and black lines running across the floor and the insignia in the middle. The wooden blocks in the middle, thick red stripes running up and down it. The blue mats along a bland, lifeless wall, the students stretching out. Two white boards, on opposite walls, one covered in papers, the other completely devoid of even a marker. A hidden area in the back; Loud, heavy exploding noises pounding around it, circling to the bench at which I sat, wordless voices passing me along with them. The large flag on the west side, high enough that first-time students don't notice it their first or sometimes second time here. The area slowly clearing out as students gather near the papered whiteboard, waiting for further instruction. The hoops lower, a long vibrating sound following them. The exploding noises start again along with louder voices, this time in competition.
©2011 Keegan Kimbrough
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This is a work of non-fiction, though any similar areas pertaining to this story is pure coincidence.
 Nikonope · Wed Apr 13, 2011 @ 01:39am · 0 Comments |
