Personal Narrative: Soccer Experience

Have you ever had an injury playing a sport? I have, and this I show it all began. Six years ago my family and I had just moved from DeLeon Texas. We had relocated to Bladensburg Ohio, this was because my mom was divorced and had remarried. I was angry that my mom had made me move. I had a great life in Texas, I was popular and athletic I was even a straight a student. I wanted to grow up with the people I was surrounded with for the past 10 years. Most of all I wanted to be one of the students that made state championships for our basketball team. I enjoyed playing basketball, soccer, and volleyball. I was a very competitive child, but this all changed in late 2006. I started doing something I loved then it all stopped for a year. When we moved I was subjected to a very boring environment. The town was small, their was nothing to do, and not many children I wanted to hang out with. Since I was always bored I tend to play soccer with myself and the trees in my grandmothers backyard. I didn’t no many people, mainly because I didn’t want to get to know them. Their was one thing I enjoyed was school, this was only because of recess. Yes, when your in elementary school recess is most likely everyone’s favorite part of the day. I adored it so much, I would just sit their anxiously staring at the hand on the clock. I waited for it to strike 12:00 so we could go to lunch. I ate my lunch rather fast just so I could go outside to play soccer! Soccer was the highlight of my life, I enjoyed playing with the other kids at school. Everyone knew me after about 2 weeks, because of how good I was on the field. I always was chosen captain for one of the teams. Around the first week of playing soccer I had realized everyone’s strength and weaknesses. I had noticed I had competition on the field, her name was Kailey. This meant I had to win, I focused on her movement a lot. The next day I was picked once again to be the captain of a team, and so was Kailey. We were rivals, we...