He smacked me in the face and I could only taste blood. I’ll get back up and spin around and have a go at him with my right… Actually it hurts too badly, I’ll whimper on the ground and wait for the pressing, unrelenting pain to go. Humiliation drags me along the field and drops me at the feet of my girlfriend Florence. Now all I can taste and smell is the grass and dirt and I’m looking at her brown school shoes thinking about revenge.

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