I followed her after we left the gym and I watched the fight go down. The first time she got hit I tried to run up but security guard pushed me back and I screamed her name but I knew she wouldn't be able to hear me over the roaring crowd. I tried shoving the security guard after seeing her getting punched really hard again but he just shoved me back and threatened to kick me out. I was so scared and frightened for her, the girl that I only knew for not even one full day that I already had managed to care about. When I saw her come back I was surprised because that kind of punch would normally knock someone out but she's a fighter, that I can already tell. She gave her opponent an evil smile which sent shivers …show more content…
Then just like she did with the punching bag, she spun around making her hair flare out magnificently , and kicked the girl across the face, knocking her out. The crowd counted to 3 and that was it she won. Her sweet honey silk voice echoed through the room as he said her name. I couldn't help but look up at her. I wince when I see her beautiful face is now bruised on the right side of her cheek and below her chin. She doesn't show she's in any pain however when she screamed for her winning pain showed clear on her face. After taking a couple of swings I'm not surprised that she would be but it's more than that it seems like it's almost agonizing. Her face was pale as a ghost and I saw her knees start to wobble but she was still wearing a grin like nothing's wrong. As she got out of the ring I started running for her but the flow of the crowd was pushing me further back. I managed to see a guy give her the winning money and then she took off so I did as …show more content…
He looked up and said "I'm just checking her cut." I slowly nodded but I kept my eyes on him the whole time. Blood was still pouring out when he removed my shirt from around the wound but he cleaned most of it up and therefore I saw the cut so long that it was at least 12 inches and a few big bruises were around it. I gritted my teeth and winced when I saw it. The guy looked at me curiously after thickly wrapping a white bandage all the way around her. "Do you know how she ripped her stitches open? Stitches what is he talking about? I watched as the other man stuck a needle in her arm making blood flow into her since she lost so much already. I shake my head and he asks me her name and who her parents are. "Adeline." I say my voice cracking. "And her parents?" "I don't know. I've never met them." "Relatives? close friends?" I thought about this for a little bit, "No relatives that I know of but I have a close friend in mind." "Will he/she know who her parents are?" "Definitely." I say nodding while looking at
due to the loss of a large amount of blood after having had her throat
clearly grieving for her baby but also she seems happy for Vanessa and to be over with
took her. Not that she would not be sad again, but for now she was like a bird
and shock of the death of her sister. She speaks in a low tone of
She gave him a quick look, a look that was still beautiful in Winston’s eyes.
The expression on my mom’s face showed fear. I knew something was wrong by the way she looked so worried and confused.
I grabbed Amie’s hand with mine and we made a mad dash for the car. It was like the two of us were teen idols. The boys had their cell phones out taking pictures. There were even a few boys who were holding up pictures of me in the ring with my robe off and a great shot of me knocking out my final opponent. One picture nearly had me tripping over my own two feet.
...defensively, so, I couldn't. I finally got in on his leg with 30 seconds left in the period. I took every last bit of strength in my body and drove him back. It was a take down right by the out of bounds line, then, slam! As I was taking him down, my hands broke loose and we both fell to our sides. Before I realized we weren't out of bounds, Petro rolled on top of me, getting the two points I just worked for. The whistle blew, and it was over. Petro won with a 3-1 decision over Mayberry. I had nothing to say at the moment except that I was proud of myself and deep down I knew I won that match. After going through all that I went through I now know that I can do anything if I wan it bad enough. I will return to wrestling as a senior this year and I am setting my goal to be a state placer again! Not to be cocky, but being a state champion is on the top of my list too.
So I guess we can or should be thankful that there is a system of fighting that has been created as an equalizer in order to help the under size or those that might be out number to have a chance of defending themselves from people that are thugs, bullies and others that we thought we knew. And now we know that there are many styles of martial arts to choose from and that one is not superior to the other. Thanks to you our instructor we can just choose a style that we as individuals feel comfortable with.
In 'Girlfight', the main character is at first skeptically viewed by her coach and then she is viewed as a humorous oddity until she proves her determination. Last year, Muhamid Ali and George Foreman's daughters decided to fight each other in a rematch of the famed Rumble in the Jungle. This received major network coverage and was a pay-per-view event on HBO, but the girls were trivialized and many late night commentators ridiculed the idea of women boxing more than one round. Jay Leno suggested that in between rounds, the ladies would stop to touch up their makeup or become enraged if their hair was mussed during the match. The event was well watched because of this curiosity, and it hopefully proved that the daughters of Ali and Forman were just as much an athlete as they were. Women or men who enter a non-traditional sport for their gender will always be viewed with skepticism.
Summer vacation, and school ends for about three months, and then you have as much fun as you can, then back to school… right? Well I had to go to summer school, but it wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be. Everything was going fine, I had a job after summer school, and that was going fine as well. They say that summer is supposed to be fun and exciting, and it usually is for me and my family. However in July my father started coughing up blood. My father usually doesn’t make it his top priority to go to the doctors, so he waited about four weeks until he really didn’t feel good.
Additionally, Isabella appears to be particularly stressed, as she appears to have a lack of support.
Nadia bit her lip, wondering if her father would be a bit frustrated, as he had told her to be careful when it came to her blood. “It was for his return,” She nodded in confirmation to herself. She gazed down at her now dirtied body and could not help but smile, even if the slightest bit. There was no doubt in her mind that her idea, once she found him, would not work.
We waited about four hours until we heard the devastating news that she was having problems and couldn’t get the video loaded. But she promised to have it up the following night. She came through on her promise and we all watched the video as a group reliving the fight and having almost as much fun as we did the night before. What an excellent way to end an excellent weekend.
It was dark that night, I was nervous that this dreadful day was going to get worse. Sunday, October 23, 1998 I wanted to start writing this to tell about the weird things i’m starting to see in this new neighborhood. Gradually I keep seeing pots and pans on the sink suddenly move to the floor. I would ask my sister but she is out with my mom and dad getting the Halloween costumes. When they got home I didn’t tell them what I saw because i've seen Halloween movies and I have to have dissimulation otherwise the ghost will come out and get me first. October 24, 1998 I think I got a little nervous yesterday with the whole ghost thing. 12:32pm, Went to eat lunch with the family today and I go to get my coat. I heard the words furious and madness,