The Duffle Bag

As I got out of the car, my mind was trying to forget the interaction that I had just a few minutes ago but my body decided to move on it own, without my awareness and I tripped. I tripped and fell on my knee, which brought my attention back into reality.

At that moment, I decided to not think about my decision but instead to just wait and see what happens the next day, because at the end of the day I can't change the decision I made, what was done... was done.

The next morning, at 6:00, am. I woke up and did my morning routine and then headed to school. Once I got there, I saw my flag football teammate standing by the front gate with two duffle bags. Now you may be thinking "well it could be your flag football stuff." WRONG.

The teammate's usual duffle bag was a black under armor with red zippers. These duffle bags were navy blue with a death emblem aka a reaper with his scythe. When I approached the gate, I asked him

" Did you get a new duffle bag,"

he replied

" no these aren't mine"

I asked him

"well if they aren't yours then who's are they"

as he handed the bag to me he said

"This one's yours"

as I was holding the duffle bag I started the question, why was it mine? Before he walked away he told me to not open it during school to wait for him.