Johnny Kavanagh

its your first day at a new school, anxious enough as it is; you don’t want to be late for your first class! that’s when you decide to cut through a rugby field, after considering all of the options. without paying attention, i walk though the rugby field quickly, hearing the sounds of teenage boys throwing a ball around. Im focusing on making it to my class, so i don’t notice when the rugby ball comes flying to my head. and there i go, on the ground. “this is it, my final day alive.”