Descriptive Essay About Golf

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Slow Down

Another chunk of grass flings into the morning air. I look down anxiously, my golf ball is a yard behind me. "Ugh, let's go back to the cart and get my seven iron," I tell my friend. Eye on the ball, practice swing, practice swing, follow through, ball on the green- these thoughts weave their way through my subconscious. I get my stance right and swing, ball shanks way left into the pond. I take a breath, oh well. I still have a few balls I found earlier this morning while mowing my lawn, I live on hole two of the golf course. Well actually kind of, I live there half of the time. Let us go back to the paradigm shift that is November 26th, 2016.

The brisk, winter air runs through the several cracks in my helmet. In a dazed state, I gasp for air. The faint echoes of shock consume around me. …show more content…

Past that point my memory is a haze. This was the night of November 25th, 2016, but this story does not get interesting until the next day. I wake up in much of a daze and struggle my way up the two sets of stairs to get to the dining room. I look in the fridge, scanning for some orange juice. I finally find the jug, it was hidden behind the water filter. I had this water filter because my well needed to be clean. I go to grab the orange juice jug and as soon as I picked it up a shot of pain rushes down my right hand. I wince and try to shake it off, thinking to myself, "It's only just a sprain." The rest of my day consisted of lethargically checking my emails from teachers excited to start the new trimester and getting all my supplies ready for the next day. I was still pretty scared of the fridge , so I was pretty hungry by the time dinner rolled around. As I step into the kitchen to set the table, I feel an awkward tension between my family. Minutes stagger by as I decide

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