Creative Writing: The Trampoline

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It bent and twisted into a grotesque position. It was a glamorous, fall Saturday morning in Barrington. It was around 12:15 pm. The sun was shining and there were lots of little clouds in the sky. My sister and I had just finished our exhausting, two hour practice. Our coach, Coach Cynthia let us stay a little longer on the trampolines. My sister was on the yellow trampoline with orange lines on it, that also had tiny holes in it to help you bounce much higher. I was on the trampoline that wasn't as bouncy. It was black and had some chalk on it. The gym was empty except for a few private lessons going on. I was wearing my purple leotard with white stripes on it and my sister was wearing her green leotard. My face had small pieces of sweat dripping down it and I was dying for water. …show more content…

"Julia, you should do your backhand spring, it's really fun and I know you've been working on it for a while. "Yours will be wonderful," I interrupted our bouncing. " I really want to do it but I'm really scared and there are no coaches here, they are all coaching different groups," Julia exclaimed. "C'mon Julia, you got it," I expressed. "Okay, I'll try" Julia stated. Julia stands on the trampoline with her hands up getting ready to do it. It feels like five minutes have passed but it hasn't been one minute yet so I stand there watching her. "You got it," I cheered getting a bit nervous. She jumps onto her hands then. Back onto her feet. "I JUST DID MY BACKHAND SPRING!" " I knew you could do it!" I'm so happy that she FINALLY did

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