The life of a Softball Player
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My story is based off of how i imagine my life to turn out. I've done softball before only for 1 season when I was still in middle school. Now as a junior at RidgeWood HighSchool, I decided to start up softball once again as I did in my 10th grade year also, to work towards a scholarship.
My story will start me finishing up my last 3 weeks of being a junior. And how my life will go. The story will go up to as far as college graduation.
When reading you'll find out :
1. Did I ever get a scholarship for softball ?
2. Did I get into my dream college ?
3. What is my dream job after college ?
4. What friendships will I make ?
5. What obstacles did I face in making my dream become a reality ?
6. Where do I stand today ?
7. And how will my closest friends and family react to the "Big Move" ?
8. How will a boy affect my decisions ?
Well, start reading "Chapter 1: Current Life Situation" to see what will happen.
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