Personal Narrative: My First Home Run

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Go!Ball!Go! I don’t ever want to forget my first home run. Furthermore, at the start of the game my team was warming up. I didn’t expect to hit a home run. One of my coaches kept saying for a couple of games you are going to hit a home run! I really wasn’t doing so good at the start. Also, I was the number one hitter and the number one hitter usually isn’t a power hitter, they are usually a contact hitter. It was the last inning and we were down 8-5 with one out. Then I got up to bat. Strike one then strike two. Finally, I was really nervous and I also had butterflies in my stomach. My heart was pounding like someone punching the wall hard. Then I swung the bat. It was a high fly ball gone home run. That was my first ever home

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