My Side of the Field

Prologue

Our hearts were racing. This was it. This was what we had worked for. All those long afternoons in the hot sun, all the screaming that we endured; this is where it was all going towards.

Looking back on of what had happened, I began to realize what everything really meant. All my mistakes weren't worth it in the end, because if it wasn't for the kindness that I had gotten from my friends here, I would probably be dead.

Just like him. I'd end up like him...

I had been given a second chance, and I wasn't about to let myself forget that. I was going to prove that I was worth the chance. I was determined to put my heart on the field as everyone else was too. We had worked too hard to let something bring us down. We did this for him. All dedicated to the one person who changed all of our lives.

"And now presenting... the Raisenville High School marching band!" the crowd went crazy. In less than a year, we had made a statement about ourselves. We had indeed proven something to the world. We're better than what they thought. We weren't going to allow this tragedy to bring us down, in fact, we were doing it for him. We were going to put our hearts on the field in honor of what he had done for us.

It was our time to shine. It was all about us now. No one else.

We took our first step.

The lights shined in our faces.

"This is for you!" I yelled as we walked out, fingers raised to the sky, tears rolling down my cheeks.