Broken Dreams

Chapter One

I held up the trophy in my hands kissing it. The crowd chanted my name as tears began streaming down my cheeks. I looked up in the stands to see my family jumping up and down in joy and as i reached out to hug them a gun shot echoed out. I started falling down..deeper.....and deeper into the darkness....

I woke up matted in sweat...yuck... way to sweat even more on one of the hottest nights of summer. As i washed my face off i began wondering about my dream. It is true that i have always wanted to win a grandslam but that gun shot was still ringing in my ears.. What a bad dream... who would want to kill me?.. I've been having this dream for a while now but dreams are only dreams right? I mean I suck at tennis and dont have any dangerous enemies but oh well life goes on...

Hey Guys!! Its my first story so be lenient on me!! If you have any questions comments or concerns please leave it in the comments area..section.. whateves u call it!