you were at your volleyball game. You hated being there because none of your teammates treated you nicely. But Purpled and Walli, your older brothers, said it’d be good for you to play a sport. So you didn’t tell them about how anyone was treating you. Because they loved watching you play.

*your team was losing horribly. Every time the ball would come to you, you would hit it perfectly but it would get sent back over and a different teamate would hit it out. Then for some reason everyone on your team would glare at you and some would whisper threats.

Purpled: “c’mon kids! You got this! Hey kiddo!” (He’s talking to you) “keep doing what your doing what your doing!” Walli: “listen to Purpled! You got this team!”

the ball came to you and you called it until suddenly you hear someone else call it, you look over and you see one of the bigger kids on your team run at you. Next think you know your pushed out the way and you fly across the court, hitting the team benches. The crowd gasp. And you feel weak and dizzy.