the world of paintball
paintball. what a weird concept really. u go out to possibly get shot by something that will really really hurt! the joy in getting hurt? me dont know tarzan. but we people play this game anyways. ive heard the fun in it is being able to shoot other people. oh, that's right! i get to shoot someone!! how could i forget? the first time you hear that small paint filled ball whiz past your head, splitting through the air, who knows how fast. let's say...100 MPH! i have no idea. but that first time that sound enters your hearing, a chill goes down your spine! your heart skips a beat cuz u know that what's about to go down is not good! it's scary yet you take aim and begin firing into the air as if you know exactly where that shot came from. even though u were ducking down beneath some brush, praying that no one sees your navy hoodie amidst the dead weeds that surround you. that's why u have no idea as to where you are shooting, but u shoot anyway cuz there is no way you're gonna go down like a pansie. at least take one shot you tell yourself. before u know it the sound of a real paintball fight is ringing in the air. what was once silence is now polluted with sounds of breaking weeds, crunching brush beneath warriors feet and the screams, IVE BEEN HIT! what a great day of paintball, i'll play again sometime!