Personal Narrative: How Basketball Affected My Life

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In this essay, I would be talking about basketball and how it affected my life. This very challenging topic for discusses because it is so hard for me. It was a though thing to deal with in my life; it was sad what happen to me. Basketball always remained an extensive fraction of my life. I have been playing basketball every since I was 10 years old. I am now 21 years old and I was playing at a prep school when this happen to me. I was working out in the gym and I came down on my foot, that event changed my whole life. It was sad time of my existence. It was like one thing that happen, altitude my whole like in just one spilt second. When I went up for the dunk, I knew it wasn’t going to be good from the way I went up. When I cam down I knew it was broken because I couldn’t feel my foot anymore. Felt like I was walking on bricks. My life felt like it was over I did not know it was broken until I went to the hospital a few days later. I didn’t think anything of it; I continued to go to class but I was under tremendous pain. I went to the hospital and when they told me I was very emotional because I knew my offer for basketball was over. I had a scholarship to play at Mercer University and after I broke my foot the coach pulled it back. I never any more offer from other schools following that occasion. When I …show more content…

I thought to myself basketball isn’t over. I can still walk on. I looked at the positives of what happened. I took into my thought process, it will get better Blaine this is only temporary. After that, I looked at a school that I could go to and then I decided to come to Bethune Cookman University. It was hard for me because my whole family played at the next level logically; so, I felt a lot of pressure for me to play at that leave. Also I knew it was going to be hard for me to get at that point again. I knew it could have been done, so I put my mind on finishing

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