I'll try to keep my story short.
This might explain some stuff about me
At a school picnic in late spring me and a few classmates were playing baseball. I waited behind the batter, but since I had no equipment on and the faculty were a bunch of pussies, I had to stay back a ways, which would prove to not help at all. A kid came up to bat (that I never did like), and he got a hit. The only problem was he let go of the bat in mid swing, managed to still hit the ball, but the bat came toward me. Last thing I remember was seeing the end of the bat. Then I remember screaming at the teachers not to touch me, because I think at the time I thought they were other kids. I blacked out again. The bat hit me just under my right eye, the day before 6th grade "graduation". This all happened around 11, and when I finally came to it was around 12. The really wierd part was I was walking around, apparently talking and seemed fully functional, but I couldn't remeber anything. Just all of a sudden I felt like I get hit with a train, and then I was back in reality... it's kind of hard to explain what it felt like, and I am still trying to figure it out. Unfortunatly that was not my last concussion. Unfortunatly that was not my last concussion.















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