Heat
The sun burned down on me in fiery bundles. It blinded anyone who dared to look up. Sweat rushed down my face in wave like ripples.
We were winning the game and I was playing good, I had even scored, but-
The heat. Oh the undeniable heat. It felt like a massive fire god was throwing hundreds of fire balls down on me—making me feel like I was melting into a human-sized puddle on the ground.
By the end of the game “heat” had turned my face as pink as Cotten candy—and the slightest touch to the skin sent a burning sensation through my whole body.
We ended up winning the game—but I will never forget how hot it was that day. The heat literally burned itself into my memory forever.
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