I’m running down the court and it already looks like the referee is not a very good referee. He is standing with his arms crossed  and looking the other direction. My stomach has butterflies because I see the other team looking angry. They are so eager to win. Soon I go up for the layup. My feat lift of the ground and my right arm goes up. A player from the other team’s right arm Extends back his arm flys forward and hits me in the face with a slap! 

“What the heck man!” I yelled I crossed my arms and made a mad face.  I know he hit my hand on purpose.

 Out of nowhere  my teammate hit me as hard as he could with a pound on the back. “Och”, I said. Just then the referee thinks I am mad at him but I am actually just arguing at my teammate. I start to argue with the ref. Sir I do have the right to kick you out of the game on the count of three 1,2,…! Just as he said three the gym went silent for 2 seconds “ Sir, is this over? “I don’t now is it?” I say I walk inside the locker Rome cause he kicked me out of the game. This time he kicks me out of the game for talking back I mean you got to be kidding me right.

The next thing I know is the other team won. I want to punch the referee cause I am so angry. I am FURIOUS. The next thing I know is the other team won. I’m about to blow up like a volcano. I want to pull my hair out. I’m out of control. My face turns red like LAVA. Finally after the game, the referee says, “Sorry for my mistake.” 

”I except your apology,” I said.