Her eyes fluttered open. Everyone was around her asking wether she was alright. Confusion suffocated her. Of course she was alright, wasn't she? Coach Mary was on the phone. Violet could barely hear the conversation with all the noise around her but she did manage to hear a few words like injury, Violet, gym club. Then, she remembered.
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Bars, beam and vault were good. It was going so well. Floor didn't. She could remember that it was her last tumbling pass and she blocked in the air. And then she woke up on the ground, after a few minutes of being unconscious.
Coach Francis was in her office, all she worried about was the money.
The phone call had ended and Coach Mary started walking over to Violet, a big frown across her face.
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Sparks of Hope
General FictionGymnast violet is one step away from becoming world champion. But when her chances look as though they are over, will her dreams be shattered forever or will she discover her sparks of hope?
