They stood in a circle and passed the ball to each other. Freddy waited for it to come to him. Don’t mess it up, he thought, first impressions count for everything at a new school.
Danny, the team captain, took a massive swing with his left foot. The ball soared over everyone and disappeared into the woods that surrounded the playing field.
‘New boy,’ Danny shouted, ‘go get the ball back.’
Everyone was staring at Freddy. He nodded and jogged away. He paused at the edge of the trees. It was gloomy in there and he couldn’t see the ball.
He stepped into the dark woods. He saw the ball. He bent down to pick it up and revealed a bloody, severed hand. He shouted out in shock and jumped back.
He heard the laughter behind him. A boy emerged from behind a tree and picked up the plastic hand. Freddy turned to see Danny and the boys laughing. Freddy smiled and kicked the ball back to them. He was part of the team now.
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