The One And Only

The One And Only

The room is empty, or so I think. The only source of light seems to be high above my body, yet so close. Dark surrounding me I breathe nervously into my hands.

As they warm I am paraded by hands that I am unable to see. I am still surrounded by darkness. I hear a gate close behind me, so far behind me.

A blazing light appears right in front of my eyes, momentarily blinding me . Moments later I see a figure standing right in front of me with their hand racing towards my face. On impact I stumble backwards and fall to me knees.  

My face abruptly hits the stone cold ground at the end of my fall. My arms shake as I slowly push myself upward to a standing position.  Pain seers through my body as little air fill my lungs, wheezing unsteadily I collapse to the ground once more.

The impact of somebody’s foot in my side makes me yelp, tears and beads of sweat roll down my face as my vision blurs. I let go of all of the thoughts and worries that crowd my brain.

The touch of a hand on my side frightens me. I scramble to my feet and come face to face with a man, tall, strong and fierce. I step backwards but find myself unable to move, muscles stiff I swing my arms up to guard my face. The man thrusts his knee into my gut, but I grab his leg and pull him to the ground. I kneel down beside him and throw my hands downwards until they come in contact with his ribs. I feel them hard against my hand,

I feel awful for what I have done but it seemed to be the right thing to do. I feel as if I am being controlled by someone else’s movements, these are not mine. I would never hurt an innocent man, although he did attack me first.

 

My mind comes back to reality when I hear the sound of three consecutive dings; a hand grabs my arm and raises it high. I am victorious, I am the one and only. I am a legend, a legend in boxing that is.

                The End

Author's Note

Don't mind my grammar, I wrote this two years ago at the age of 11. Enjoy!!!!!