The Life Of Diego Pt.2

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Like I said before no one knew what I was going through not even my best friend, James. I couldn't have tell no one because everyone looked up to me and thought I was perfect. "What would they have thought about me now" I questioned myself . So I kept it hidden for four years and times where I would find myself in that state of depression I would go for comfort by my mom. My mom was always there for me, no matter what. I'm a mamma's boy after all and I can't imagine losing her .

So in school I was very athletic ,I was involved in football and track events. I was captain for the team, "The Lions". I was the best on the team since I've been playing football for years. So it was the last season in football and the coach worked our butts off. We were all tired , sweat was rolling down our faces and backs. So one of the boys Barry, came to me, "Scotty, we need a break man , you're the captain so ask coach!" So while I was about to go to ask coach for the break, I heard him yell from across the field , "ALRIGHT GUYS BRING IT IN!"

So Mr. Reaves, the coach gave us his long usual speeches for the big game tomorrow. "Guys remember , we're THE LIONS and we're fierce so you guys go out there and make me proud" said Mr.Reaves. So that was the last practice until the game tomorrow. I went home tired but I reminded my mom about the game we're playing tomorrow . She looked at me with this sad look and said , "I'm very sorry Diego love, but I don't think I could make it tomorrow," I got really angry and I shouted ," Why , you never missed any of my games before!" and I walked off and went straight to my room.

I just sat there in my room while tears rolled down my face , I had mixed emotions that night , I was both sad and angry. My mom heard me crying and came to check on me,"Are you okay love I'm sorry but I'm not feeling well" I yelled from inside my room and said," Leave me alone mom !!" As I said that I heard her footsteps slowly fading away and I continued crying and asked myself so many questions."How is she sick , she looked perfectly fine yesterday , I don't believe that", "I have no one else to come to my game , how would I play well if I don't get cheered on ?" I said thinking out loud. So as I sat there all these questions fills my head, but crying made me fall asleep.

Did Diego game go well ?

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