A Journey Back in Time
In this photo, I was playing ping pong with my friends like we always do after school. I can feel the rough wooden paddle in my hands, and I can hear the yelling as the people around me get more interested in the game. All I see is the ball, bouncing up and down the table. The only thing I can smell is the rubber on my paddle, and there is a good taste in my mouth. I love to play ping pong with my friends, we get very into it.