I feel like I’m dreaming, although I know it’s real. Maybe it's not! Did Sonny Bill just give me his medal? He did, no he can’t have. I’m so overwhelmed and I can’t believe that just happened. I’m the luckiest kid in the world!
I can hear lots of cheering and screaming, and everyone is so excited for me. I hear so much shouting, I feel as if I will go deaf. All the shouts faded away when Sonny Bill gave me his medal, but now they are back.
I think I smell sausages cooking on a barbecue waiting to be eaten, but I’m too excited to want one. That medal means so much to me, although it stinks of a sweaty rugby jersey. The sweat is so salty and smells of the sea.
I can taste the sweat on the medal when I kiss it. It tastes of salty sweat that makes me want to vomit. I still do it again, although I’m too happy to notice the taste anymore.
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