Think & Write #3

The Fight

I looked back at the boxing ring in regret.  Why did I take on that fight in the first place?

Oh yeah.  Now I remember.  It was that ad that I read in the newspaper.  $200 will be rewarded to anyone who can last 10 minutes in the ring against the Masked Crusher.

All I could think of was the money, so I decided to give it a try.

After I entered the ring, it was official.  I already signed the legal waiver freeing them from any liability regarding any possible injuries that I might receive from my “opponent”.  Now it was just me and The Masked Crusher.

I nervously approached the giant and managed to land one jab, which he effortlessly blocked.  I kept reminding myself  “You don’t have to beat him.  You just have to last 10 minutes.

Before I knew it,  he closed in on me.  He then started punching me.  I was cornered in the ring, so I had no other place to turn.

Then he landed that one jab, and that was the last thing that I could remember.  Everything became black.

When I woke up, I was told how long I lasted in the ring: 4 minutes and 28 seconds.  Not even half of 10 minutes.

“Now come on!”  I cried.  “Don’t I get at least about half the money?”

Unfortunately, I didn’t receive anything.  It was all or nothing.  In being desperate for money, this was disappointing news for me.

So now I’m here, with a bruised eye and a depressing story.  A story of desperation and loss.


©2012  K. L. Walker

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