Well. About today. 87 and I(96) were playing soccer together happily. Untill our good friend Satan, gave a splendid pass to 87. However, 87, recieved the pass and ran carelessly, and unfortunetly, he stepped on the ball, and rolled over and fell. The result - A bloody lip and a scrapped knee.
I must say he looks pretty much like a complete Mat who got in a fight ( which is cool!), but let us all take a moment from our lives and pray for him.
"May he come to school tomorrow and be well. Let his bloody lip recover, and his scrapped knee heal."
One minute of silence.......
ALRITE! Done. So. Till the next time,
Signing out,
96
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