Personal Narrative About Swimming

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Swimming has been my whole life, since I jumped into the pool for the very first time. I loved every aspect of swimming from the adrenaline running through my body during my races and getting to spend even more time with my friends and my sister, and the stress of big meets coming up in the schedule. Except everything didn't go according to plan after the first day of school when I got home and I saw my parents sitting by my sister on the coach and my sister was crying. “What’s going on?” I said. “You guys have to swim for Lincoln, if you want to continue to swim.” My mom replied. “What? Why?” I said. “Ill let you and your sister talk it out, it's completely up to you guys on what you want to do.” My mom said. I was confused and scared that …show more content…

“You do what you want but i'm not swimming anywhere but at East.” I yelled. “Fine i'll swim without you.” I said. My sister stuck to her word and she switched to lincoln and began her freshman season as a Lincoln Rails swimmer. I also stuck to mine, I didn't swim with the Rails but I also couldn't swim for East anymore. With swimming taking up most of my life, I was alway pressed for time, having to rush through everything but now I had all the time in the world. I could finally just kick my feet back and chill, but I soon realized that's not what I wanted, I wanted to swim. I went to my sisters first meet with the Lincoln against Roosevelt, The second i walked into the building, all these feelings came rushing back. Hearing the sound of the horn, the roar of the crowd as the swimmers hit the water, The look on the swimmers faces when they realized their hardwork has paid off. After the meet I talked to my sister.\ “Im swimming!” I said. My sister said nothing to me, she just hugged me and introduced me to the head coach, Brayton. “Brayton, this is my brother Devin.” My sister said. “It's about time we met, are you swimming?” He

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