The ball dribbled down the street. And, everything was in slow-
motion. I didn’t mean to kick it that hard. I don’t even like soccer!
And, it was like a linebacker versus a leprechaun. London Bridge is
Falling Down kept playing over and over. And, who wants popsicles
in winter? The driver jumped out and held his hand, like that would
make it hurt less for both of them. And, the thud. And, the screams.
And, the blood. That’s it. I just want to gouge out my bubblegum
eyes and, melt.