I walked to the school field, a bit clueless on how to get to the rugby club, and found a group of animals lining up as if preforming some kind of attack line.
"I propose this is rugby, right?"
"Yup, this is rugby! Feel free to either watch or join in!"
"Could I please join in?"
"Sure! Do you have you rugby kit?"
"Uhm... no. I'm pretty new. I decided to try and play rugby. If I am interested in it, I'll gladly attend it next time as well," I hesitated, feeling a bit frightened about how I'm going to get the kit.
"Alright, we suggest you get the kit next time because it prevents many injuries. You may join in only this time without your kit. Make sure you get your kit next time."
"Alright, I will try to get it next time!"
I rushed into the course, not knowing how to even play. All I did was follow the others.
Not thinking before acting, I sprinted onto the animal with the ball, a crocodile two times the size of me. I suddenly started flying out of the course, finding a griffin pushing me out.
"WHAT WAS THAT FOR?!?" I shouted with fury.
"This is rugby, kid," the Griffin scoffed.
"I bet you're just one of those losers that are extremely weak and useless in rugby," the Griffin smiled, more like a nasty snare.
Me? Weak?
"You better help your team, kid, or else you're going to be the one to blame!" The Griffin pointed at the struggling animals in my team, growling with pain.
I'm not useless at all! ILL SHOW EM!
I rushed into the course with anger, not knowing what I might cause.
Suddenly, I lost control of myself and started knocking every single animal in the opposite team, leaving most of them incredible injured.
That was still the beginning.
I wasn't even tired.
And I wasn't even the one who was doing all this.
I didn't even know what I was doing.
The time I was knocking out everyone, my team was scoring many points. This resulted us winning the match, and as we did, I dropped to the ground, feeling weak, and turning to my normal self back again.
What just happened? Why is everyone suddenly so...
Hurt?
I looked around, being unable to move anymore, and looked for something I can lean on for now.
All I could find were sticks from the trees and some chairs.
There was nothing else I could lean on, so I had to try and lift myself up. I tried to look for something else I could lean on but I could'nt find anything else.
I hesitated to try and hold myself up and walked home, injured badly from knocking down people.
I wasnt the one who was knocking them down. I also felt like there was someone else in my body... I don't know what has gotten into me. I felt like there was a sudden surge of energy and power in my body, as if another soul has started controlling myself. I couldn't stop.
I walked to the bus stop to find a bus coming almost immediately.
I raised my hand as soon as I could, making the bus stop. I then went into the bus.
"Hello, mate. Do ya have your ticket?"
"Y- yeah, I do."
"Are you okay, mate? You look like you just got knocked down by a group of bikers,"
"Y- yeah, I- I'm alright."
I walked into the bus, feeling extremely exhausted, and took out my phone.
I saw many messages coming from my mom. I bet she was really worried about me taking really long to go home.

10 minutes later...

I found myself walking home, weary and breathless from the rugby match, as well as proud that we won in it.
"WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?!?" My mother shouted with alarm.
"I decided I could join a new club and try it out. And it was pretty fun! Sorry I kept making you worry about me." I smiled, thinking my mother would be satisfied by the reply.
"Next time, try to come home earlier than you did today. I worry about you a lot so please come early or else I might have a panick attack soon."
"Alright mom. Again, I'm sorry for making your worry."
"It's alright, sweetie. As long as you are safe, I will be alright."
I hugged my mother, still feeling the agony that had hit me.
I tried to hide it.
I went upstairs to my room, to try and reflect on what happened today.
What actually happen in there?