Ok, I have an idea but it might sound stupid. If my parents can only afford to do one thing, I can make another. I'm meaning that I could make my own league and either find or make a field. I could definitely use help but I could get my parents to help but I don't want to, but I don't have any friends, and no siblings. I know it's not true because they deeply love me. They truly do and they show me a whole lot of attention. Anyways, I would have to stand up in school and make a friend. Even if I'm not popular, ignored, and bullied, I have a chance of making memories for myself and a future friend. If I tried to do this by myself, they would call it the zombie league or something. So I need someone, or someone normal that is understanding of me and how I am. I hope that I can make this work because if not I won't be able to play baseball. Baseball is my love and I feel that I can't live without it. After thinking for a while, I take my IPad out and search up baseball field bases and I figure I can take a chance. As I was thinking positively I started having doubtful thoughts like not going to be able to raise enough money or no parent would let their kid play for the "zombie league". I thought about it all and how I have no friends. Suddenly I broke down. All of the sudden I didn't care about being heard. I just wanted to play sports. My mom walked in the room. I didn't know what to do, but I kept crying... loudly.
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The Baseball Player That Broke Big Odds
General FictionA young boy loves the sport of baseball. Just one thing, he has a disability. His disability makes him very small and skinny. He can't hear or see very well, can't run very well, and can't have any contact. He gets made fun of, but it doesn't decrea...
