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Quidditch

I fly through the air, going as fast as I can.
My goal is to get the snitch securely in my hand.
The keepers are scoring.
The crowd is roaring.
Bludgers are flying through the air.
There is action everywhere.
Suddenly a glimmer of gold catches my eye.
It’s about 20 feet higher than I in the sky.
I pick up my speed, I pick up my pace.
I get serious, and put on my game face.
The other seeker is behind, yes I’m far ahead.
That other team might as well be dead.
I’m inches away from the tiny golden ball.
My speed gets higher, it just won’t fall.
My fingers grasp the golden glimmer of the snitch.
Now Gryffindor has won yet another game of Quidditch!