Personal Narrative: Volleyball

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Volleyball As sweat drips down the players’ faces, the team cheers, “Bump” as Alexis bumps the ball to the front and center player, Julia. We continue to cheer, “Pass” as Julia passes the ball to Hanna and as we cheer, “Hit” Hanna hits the ball over the net. As the ball goes over the net anticipation in the room rises, but as the ball lands right smack in the middle of the court. Everyone takes a deep breath and calms down. We all throw our arms in the air for we just won the championship of 2015. Everyone jumps in the air as overjoyed as could be. That moment was perfect, smiles glowed on everyone’s faces, and high spirits were everywhere. Then that moment ended when the fire-alarms went off. The sprinklers were triggered and water flew everywhere drenching everything and everyone. The volleyball players and the audience ran in circles around the gym, gathering their stuff. (You would think they were chickens that just got their heads cut off.) It was just a mess. …show more content…

My first volleyball game! I hopped out of bed, and got ready faster than I have every gotten ready before. I was in the car before I even knew it. …show more content…

I hopped out of the car, and ran over to my coach, Mr. Lemons.
Signing in, Mr. Lemons assigned me a spot on the court. Front and center. I got up to the net and put my hands in the air, just far enough away from the net so I didn’t touch

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