What Is Wrong Persuasive Speech

Soaring through the air, hurdling towards the soft sand, knowing this is the time something goes wrong. Your gut is telling you to freeze time. An excruciating pain shoots like gun fire through your knee. Hearing the popping, the cracking, the tearing, as loud as your body’s cry for help. You can do nothing. Three days before sectionals trying to convince yourself that you will participate. You can not let down your relay team, this is your chance to prove yourself.
In the back of your mind you know something is terribly wrong, you try to push that aside and endure the pain. Failing to get better, sectionals is heart breaking, knowing your relay team can’t compete because of you. Over three weeks you’ve visited the doctors more than you have your entire life. Each doctor claims they know what is wrong, but all agree that you haven't torn your ACL. A month later, walking to the MRI room your knee gives out like an old building slowly crumbling. Your heart drops when your doctor says you tore your ACL. The sooner you have surgery the sooner seven month recovery can start. During surgery they find a tear in the meniscus. Another

setback, you feel as if someone rolled a dice to decide your fate.
Mental and emotional pain is as bad as the physical pain.

This injury has robbed your summer of running barefoot through the grass, jumping for joy, playing soccer and basketball, walking, going anywhere with your friends is a struggle. Living on the hope and dream that the day will come where you can play again. Finally, you no longer need crutches, but after six weeks your body doesn't remember how to walk. The pity you have for yourself that you can't do something as simple as walking! Pain is like your conscious, always there. Realizing that walking with less of a limp requires a searing pain with every step and refusing an elevator key, walking up and down with agony, knowing it’s helping is and accomplishment. The only way to cope with all the pain you and others put you through is by knowing you are doing something to aid in

recovery.
“The pain was brilliant, like a poisonous inspiration.” written by Stephen King, created a whole new perspective. Although the injury had a negative impact, there are always positives. Every time small accomplishments are made. You prove somebody wrong. You see more muscle on your bone. A whole day goes by and you don’t take medication. Sney remarks don’t bother you. The therapist gives you new boundaries and exercises. You see a new person have faith in you. Most importantly you are grateful for what you have and believe in yourself, without the consent of anybody else bothering you.