Personal Narrative: My Life As A Baseball Player

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Cling! The sound of the ball off of the metal bat rings in my ears as the ball soars through the air. Smack! The sound of the ball hitting the next batter on his helmet. Whoosh! The sound the runner makes when running around the bases. This is my family and this is my life. Baseball has been in my family for generations as long as I know of. Baseball is everything to me and without it, I just wouldn’t be the same person as I am today. When spring comes around the corner, my body starts to shake and shiver with excitement as I get ready to play baseball. As the season approaches, the hair on my body starts to stand up and my legs begin to tremble as I walk. This is when I know how much I love baseball. My whole fantasy of becoming a baseball player began when I was a young kid.
I’ve played baseball since I was three years old and ever since I stepped foot on the field, I instantly felt a great sensation pervade throughout my body. It was like the …show more content…

When I was young, my dad was the person who taught me everything about the sport. As being an old former baseball pitcher, he taught me everything that I knew about pitching. My dad had always pushed me to do better and try harder until I felt paralyzed throughout my body from doing so much work. As my baseball years went on, I changed physically and mentally. When I was going through third, fourth, and fifth grade, I began getting chunky as I started to look like a bowling ball. While chunky, it was exhausting to play baseball, as all I did was run and work out. What made it worse, was that my team was bad, so for every time my team missed a ground ball (which was a lot), we had to run a lap

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