•Game time•
I started the game. It was intense. A switch from one hand to the other, I threw the ball to my teammate. She threw it back to me and I scored a three pointer.
•1 minute left in the game•
We were losing by one point, all I had to do was make a basket. I drove the ball down the court, I ran past three girls.
•30 seconds left•
I took a free throw.... Right as the ball touched the rim .... I blacked out.... I could feel my body in pain.... I felt my head slam on the floor and my arms snap and bruise... I tried to open my eyes but I couldn't see anything... All I heard was cheering... I must have scored...
•Later that day in the hospital•
"You have a severe concussion, your right arm is broken, your left arm is severely bruised, and you might have trouble walking for about a week." Said the nurse. There was a long period of silence...
I couldn't say anything. All I had worked for... Was over....
I looked over to Zack, who had been the one to bring me to the hospital...
I felt warm drips of water leave my eyes... I tried to force a smile and a laugh, but all that came out was small sobs...
"I can't even practice..." I said silently.
I felt even more tears pour out of my eyes... The fact that I was too weak to even practice made me sad and outraged. I was weak, and I couldn't do anything about it. All I could do was bring my hands up to my eyes... And cry.
I couldn't believe that one shove, from one girl, in one game, would hurt my entire life....
