Personal Narrative: It Is Not Really Over

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It Is Not Really Over There is always a start and an ending, and recently I have ended my high school basketball career. It was not how I wanted to start nor end my final season. Being forced out of the start of the season and half way through was not how I planned. I was working towards being a top player of this season but then it was all taken away from me in the blink of an eye. But through this situation, it can teach you a lot about life and how to not give up. Now that the season ended, so many doors have opened up for me for what I want to do with my life now, it is not really over. Practicing for the upcoming season I was faced with what could have been a season ending injury. I tore my ACL and meniscus, now this injury had to have surgery and at the least six months of recovery. Now I could have either given up in this situation, hung up my jersey and just quit. Or I could have fought through all of this and faced this adversity head on. Now I think you can figure out what I chose. I was never gonna give up on this sport that I have bled and cried for. I have worked for this spot ever since I was a little kid watching all of the seniors play on that court, under all of that spot …show more content…

Slow, having the darkness come over you; shaking hands with the other team, trying to not let a tear break out of its jail cell. But when I got in the locker room and realized this was my last time taking off this jersey, I tried to contain myself but slowly started to break down. Part of my life just disappeared like a snap of a finger, never knowing when this moment was going to end. But as I sat on the bus, I started thinking to myself that I cannot go out like this. I have to at least try, so I made the decision that I was going to work my ass off and try to walk on at Iowa. Because it really could not be over

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