Personal Narrative-It's Time To Play Softball

I have played softball for four years, Softball has always come to me naturally. It was my third year playing when I moved to Friendswood, I was new to everything. During this year I met a girl named Shaye Brockwell. She was really nice to me and we hung out many times. Then her dad started coaching and I got on their team the next year and everything changed.
It was the first practice and Shaye had began to pitch, which is like the most important spot in softball (and catcher). She wasn't that good. We had a game and our catcher got hit with the ball and broke her ankle. Later the coach decided that he wanted me to be the catcher for Shaye. One time at practice Shaye was pitching, I was catching, Shaye told me that she wanted Taylor (the old

catcher) to come back because I wasn't good and every ball got passed me. Then I responded with well maybe me job would be easier if you pitched better! And that I would rather catch for Margelle (the back-up pitcher) because she actually can throw strikes. After that no one said a word. Later at practice, I saw Shaye telling another girl she needs to stop missing the balls from 3rd to 1st base. At the end of practice I told Shaye That I was sorry and I didn't mean what I said and she said yeah me too. I said you should probably tell the other girl sorry and she said okay. Overall I realized that I shouldn't be mean to people just becuase they were mean to me. Like the saying goes Love your neighbor.