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Centerfield

"As I stood in centerfield, watching her face glow in the sunlight with that familiar smile, I felt this moment freeze, like a perfect picture I wanted to keep in my mind forever."

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Sep 26, 2024
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I was in centerfield when I saw my dad talking to someone by the fence. I couldn’t believe he had walked over. He was smiling, pointing in my direction, and talking to the guy next to him. From where I was standing, I couldn’t figure out who it was. Then, the guy my dad was talking to pointed at me, but it looked like he was showing the girl standing be…

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