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Memoir “Smack!” “Are you okay?” This is my story about when I got hit in the face by a soccer ball. It all stared that morning, September 19. I had my alarm set to 6:00 but like every morning I press the snooze button until I have like 20 minutes to get ready. 20 minutes is never enough time for me to get ready because I always get distracted. Even when I have like an hour to get ready I always end up not even close to ready when it’s time for me to get out the door. Anyways, I had 20 minutes to get ready and I already knew what I was going to wear for school, an army green shirt with light wash ripped jeans, I looked for it in my closet and quickly put it on my army green shirt and my ripped jeans. Then, I realized I would get cold through the day so I grabbed my Nike hoodie. Thank God I already had my soccer stuff ready for my game that I was going to have later that day. I only had to get my shoes on and brush my teeth and then I could head out the door. I put my shoes on and then I was ready to go. I …show more content…
As soon as we knew it that buzzer buzzed and it was time to start the game. I wasn’t nervous. I always get nervous before or during a game because I might mess up or something like that but, this time I wasn’t and I was surprised. Since all the action was on the right of the field nothing was happening on my side for the first quarter of the game. My friend Lily though, shot a goal for us and it had been the first since the Fairborn game. We all gathered around Lily and told her good job. Throughout the game first quarter I started to realize that the refs where calling bad calls. Sometimes we were the one that were supposed to throw in the ball but, they said it was the other teams throw in. We didn’t let that get to us though. We played out hardest. I remember It was really hard and I kept sweating so much. I don’t like sweat for some reason. So I kept trying to wipe it off with my
In grade 2 on the weekend I went to my friends house for a sleepover and we started playing with his little brother. We played a few games and nothing went wrong. Then we played a game where we were running away from his brother and he had to catch us. So we ran upstairs and into his room. We covered the door so he couldn’t get in, but eventually we let him in and he couldn’t get my friend so he went for me. When he finally got me he grabbed my legs and I fell and my head hit the corner of his bed and I was bleeding and screaming like crazy. So I ran down the stairs screaming my bloody head off. So hi mom drove me to the hospital and gave me ice: for my head. When we got the the hospital I was so scared I wasn’t even
When I learned that I would have to do my ethnographic report on what I did during Halloween, I was worried because I live in Turnpike and the most excitement that happens in turnpike is the sound of the garbage truck when it comes to pick up the Wednesday trash. Fortunately something did happen to me and I realized I would not have to write a boring paper of how I woke up and just stayed in my room the whole day. Well the day started off with me waking up and walking to the bathroom to take a shower, as soon as the turned the water on I realized I had left my shower and rather than turning off my shower I stayed in because the warmth of the hot water was too seductive for me to get out and get my towel. In the shower I had my usual thoughts about life, death, and comebacks to old arguments. Afterword I got out of my shower and reached for my toothbrush, which was located in a cupboard behind the toilet, but I grabbed at it too quickly and it fell in the toilet. I stood over my toilet for about five minutes just staring at my toothbrush in the toilet not believing what just happened, after that I started blaming myself for being too impatient. When I was done feeling sorry for myself I went into my room in search of another toothbrush but unluckily I couldn’t find one, so I had to go walk to the local store at around 7:30 in search of a toothbrush. While searching for a replacement toothbrush I realized that not that many people were in the store, I had always thought that stores were busiest in the morning and evening but apparently that’s not true. Once I got my new toothbrush I finished brushing, got dressed and went to catch the 11 to the Transit Center.
...e bus and off we went. As soon as we arrived we were told that the kick off would be in ten minutes. After a quick warm up we were ready. My hands were shaking, heart pounding but I couldn’t wait to start. When the game started my nerves escaped from my head and I was focused on the match.
As more of my teammates began to show up, I recognized most of them. However, I learned later that if I went on to play in the Spring, this would not be the same exact team I would play with. With only twenty minutes until we began,I put on all of my gear and my dad gave me a thorough warm up. Time seemed to fly by, and before I knew it, everyone was gathered together as positions were being assigned. I was originally overwhelmed with excitement, but as the game drew closer, the joy I had felt was replaced with anxiety. The lacrosse game taking place before ours ended and we entered and took our place on our bench. I recognized the opposing team’s jerseys quickly and identified them as a travel team from our area. Taking one final breath, I rushed into the lacrosse net enjoying my bird’s eye view, unsure of what was to
I won the tip. The game is now under way. I remember getting the ball in the post and backing my defender down, I faked to the right and went up with my left hand! Bam and one the basket counts. The ref blows his whistle because of the foul. Now i 'm at the freethrow line and I sink it. Nice way to start the game right off the bat. As the game went on I was finding out none of my teammates showed up prepared… Basketball is a game of runs. Saint Francis was on a run the whole game, they are known for their three point shooting and they were shooting the lights out. It was a very chippy game I seem to be making most my shots. I look up and the scoreboard says i 'm the leading scorer with seventeen points. Were starting to get on a run. My teammate passes to me, i 'm in the corner for a three and I make it. Then we get a quick steal and we make another
As a little girl, I was always known as the child who gets hurt almost all the time. I could never escape an injury even if my life depended on it. There was one incident that occurred that my parents and I still disagree on till this day. It all started one day when my brother and I were playing in our room after a long day at our uncle’s house for a family gathering. After playing for a while, my brother and I decided we both would like something sweet to eat, so we went to ask our mother for some ice cream. When our mother said we could get some, my brother and I jumped for joy and I went to retrieve the sweet substance. I was so excited about getting ice cream that I ran down the stairs to go get it. My journey down the stairs was not the easiest and ended in a lot of ...
The sound of my alarm buzzed while I struggled to get out of bed. I wiped my eyes and got out of bed. My mind was packed with thoughts and emotions. That day was a very special day for me. I had prepared for that day for months if not years. Just thinking about it, made me nervous. It was tryout day for the high school golf team. Even though I was on varsity since freshman year, I was still nervous because there was always the possibility that you can get booted if your performance is sub-par. After staring at the wall for a solid minute, I shook myself out of the trance I was in and continued with my routine. Minutes passed, and I was ready to go to school. I loaded my car up with my clubs and started for school. I had a hard time keeping
I woke up and got dressed for the game, I put on my shorts, gathered all my equipment, and made a game plan for the big game. I thought to myself, “I need to play the best game of my life and never quit.” I went downstairs and heard a car honking outside. I went to the door, put on my cleats, and went outside. My friend George and I got out of the car and put on our equipment, and went to start practicing. I was the goalie so of course I have the biggest responsibility on the field. I knew I had to step up and make a lot of saves.
When I was at school one day eating lunch with some of my friends as we walked around the school campus. The bell had rung for the next period, when I was walking to my class, I stepped in gum that someone had dropped on the ground. I had to clean it off my shoes, however it was stunk to my shoes like glue. So I went to my last period class and my teacher asked me what happened and I told her that I stepped in gum, So she let me go to the bathroom but i couldn’t remove the gum from my shoes. Then when I went home, I told my mom, that I stepped in gum. My mom had said she would get me new shoes but she didn’t. Then when I went to school the next day I stepped in more gum again further damaging my shoes. I had to tell my mom again that I stepped
After being stifled, controlled, and dominated all my life at home and in school, I was attracted to the opposite. Though Walt was still my boyfriend through the mail, we had been separated for over four years. He kept in touch with letters when I moved to Florida, but we slowly drifted away from our plans to marry some day. A year later, Walt wrote and said he had finished college, was out of the service, had bought an MGB GT convertible, and planned to drive to Florida to pick me up to get married.
Andrew got Saturday school because he tapped one of his teammates butt together. Last year, when I played basketball, this one girl was really aggravating, so I was filling up my water bottle when she asked if I could fill her up to. I filled mine and hers, but before I gave it back I spat in it. I didn’t feel bad at all, until I saw her drinking it. Later that night I felt really awful, but I never told her.
I looked upward towards the midnight colored sky at the bright specks of light that seem to organize themselves into what we call constellations. The talking and laughing of my mom and brother are what pull my gaze from the beautiful night sky towards the bright crackling campfire and the smell of the smoky wood that is being slowly eaten by the flames. The sweet smell of the marshmallows roasting and the warmth of the blazing fire beacon me towards it as it is a cold fall night. The wind rustles the leaves of the trees and the smell of pine meets my nose as the wind pulls the leaves off of the trees nearby. I sit in the folding chair set up near the fire and I reach out letting the flames warm my cold hands.
For the past week, I've been very interested in weed. I have started watching customgrow420's videos daily. His and xcodeh's videos are so awesome. I really want to try weed and get high. I did try with my brothers vape-pen, which was low at the time. When he was gone I was cleaning his room and I took maybe 8 to 10 hits of this stuff. After that colors were brighter,time felt slower and I just felt happy and super relaxed. So that was my experience with weed. I want to go futher and smoke a bowl or a blunt with that tobacco buzz. Most of brothers including my mom smoke. And 1 brother daniel, 3 years ago got my brother michael high when he was 14, the other brothers all started young maybe 12,13 and 14. So I turn 14 in 2 months yay.
October of 2013, my first year of High School, I walked in to a room with glass on the walls. There I would change my life forever, it was the first day of tryouts for the wrestling team at West Brunswick. I felt excited and so nervous that I was about to fall and pass out. Soon the tryouts would begin, the head coach, Coach Caraway walked in and we all gathered around him. He told us that, “no one was getting cut, so let us start practice.” My stomach was relieved from the nerves, from that day forward I was a part of a “family.” Days passed by like lightening and soon we were half way through the
I said goodbye to my mom grabbed my bike and took off. It was a beautiful day about 80° but with a nice common breeze nothing could go wrong. The way my hands gripped the handles made me feel secure not having to worry about anything such as traffic or bumps I pedaled hard up a Hill to see how fast i can ride down it, I jammed my foot into the back wheel to stop as soon as I reached the top of the hill. I let my feet off the ground and rested them on my pedals, I was off , i pedaled as hard as I could down the hill and got going a quite fast speed, and that’s when it happened, a car came out of nowhere and stopped right in front of me I jammed my foot in the front wheel as fast as I could my bike was still going fast it was only a matter of