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Parents. I tried my best to hold back tears, but I couldn't. I started bawling . While I was in my melt down I heard two girls from another team call me a wimp.
As I lay on the ground heart pumping, sweat dripping, cuts bleeding, I hear the other teams' crowd yelling louder than an atomic bomb explosion. Then, I here my head coach's footsteps.
Chapter 1 Looking out at the crowd, I felt exhilarated. Everyone was cheering after I got done with my first song. My heart was beating a mile a minute. My smile couldn't of gotten any bigger.
Focus locked. Batter up. Pitcher ready. Arm winding. Ball in hand. Loosing grip. Spiraling forward twords the batter. In the air it soars to home plate. Bat in hand. Batter ready. Ball now near.