My fear of Athletics

When I was younger, I loved Athletics, it was my passion. I was also very good at it.
One day, while running I stepped in a hole and broke my ankle. I was not allowed to play any sports for a whole year. When the break healed, I started Athletics again. I hurt my ankle again, I went to the hospital and the doctor told me that I was not allowed to run bare foot. That was a big problem since I I can't run with shoes. I had to run with Spikes, it was horrible, it made me so much slower and also uncomfortable. I fell at least once when I was running with it. I started hating Athletics, I didn't tell anyone since they'd be heart broken if I stopped.

When 8th Grade started, I was forced to participate in at least two items. My mom bought me ankle guards. All I knew was that if something went wrong, I will never be able to run or do any physical sport ever again, I didn't want that since I loved Netball and Volleyball. I passed out at night because of worrying so much about it. I passed out twice that day. When it was time for me to run, I started shaking a lot, when the gun went out I ran, when I got by the finish line I had so much pain in my hips, hands, ankles, legs and in my head. I threw up on the ground and blacked out, again. I woke up in the emergency room, I looked in a mirror next to me, my face was so pale that it looked like someone smeared white paint all over my face. I immediately decided to quit Athletics.

I feel much better now, my ankles are fine and I am so glad that no one can force me into anything to do with Athletics ever again.