It was the summer of 4th grade going into 5th grade year and I was having a lot of fun with my friends and family. I had just finished eating lunch in the camper with my mom and dad, but I had a sudden urge to go swimming. I strip down into my swimsuit, hopped on the golf cart and drove away. I showed up to the swimming hole and some of my friends from the campground were already there! They were playing a game that my cousins and I had invented called Titanic; it’s when you get on one side of the raft and it starts to sink into the water, [comma splice] the last one standing is the winner.

I had been swimming with my friends for about an hour and they decided that they were done and went to go play basketball; I didn’t really like basketball so I stayed in the water.

I told them “I’ll meet up with you guys in an hour to play, but for now I’m going to keep swimming.” 

Maybe I should have joined them in that game of basketball! By that time my sister had shown up with my Noni and began to swim. Being my 5th grader self I decided to repeatedly jump off the raft into the dark shallow water,[comma splice]  boy was that a mistake. The last time I jumped in [punctuation error] the metal chain of the cement blocks holding the rafts down wrapped around my foot without me knowing. I jumped and CRACK! A very weird sensation overtook my foot and my leg, I didn’t know what to do besides scream and cry. The small kids in the shallow water yelled and ran out of the water in a panic because they thought that a shark was eating me.

I was scooped out of the water by my sister, I tried fighting her.

My grandma said [punctuation error] “ Stop fighting her [run-on sentence] she is just trying to help!” I didn’t believe her. 

I got to the shore line and my sister helped me hop over to the golf cart to my grandma she wrapped my foot up in towels and we [verb tense error] speed off back to the campsite. My foot was writhing in pain and I moaned and groaned. My mom and dad ran over to my [possessive error] grandparents trailer to see what was wrong, [comma splice] my mom unwrapped my foot and was shocked. It was already three times the size that it was supposed to be and black and blue. I get into the car and my mom speeds off to the emergency room. I get into one of the rooms and the doctor asks what happened, but my memory was a bit foggy about what happened. I get into a wheelchair and pushed to the back to get my foot X Rayed [run-on sentence] and 20 minutes later the doctor walks in and tells me the troubling news. 

“Your foot is broken, [comma splice] the tendon in your foot ripped the bone from your foot. You will have to use crutches for the next 4 weeks and wear a boot for the next two months.” 

In my head all I could think was about what I will do during football season; it had just started and I’m already out till like the end of the season! Four weeks later was the first day of school and I hobbled in on my crutches and  Mr. Moran could only just look at me and ask “What did you do?”[punctuation error] . I gave him a funny lie because I didn’t want to sound like an idiot. 

After about two and a half months of [incorrect word here] crunches and recovery I was finally cleared to play again. For the first week of practice I had taken it easy. Then came Saturday [run-on sentence]  it was a big game for the team, Lakeview versus Pennfield! We were getting absolutely crushed by them. It was hopeless, I had only been in for about six or seven plays the entire game because the coach didn’t want [missing word] to get hurt again. I finally got my time to shine and I was going to make the most out of it. Oh boy was I wrong again. I get out on the field and in two plays Lakeview marches down the field and on the third play is when it happens. You can hear the crashing of pads together the grunts of power and the snapping of bones! Gabe Scott fell on my felt foot and I moved forward, but my foot stayed in place. The crushing of bone and the snapping of tendons was terrible and excruciating I laid on the field crying for help. 

“Get up [run-on sentence] you’re fine!” Coach said. 

“ I can’t feel my foot [run-on sentence] it’s numb, I don’t think I can get up!” I whimpered [punctuation error] 

“ I don’t care [incorrect word here] your going to walk off the field!” [capitalization error] The Coach said [punctuation error] 

The coach pulls me off the ground and I [spelling error] hoble over to the side lines [punctuation error] tears running down my face. I sit down and some of the cheerleaders came over to see what was wrong, I try to act tough and I try to stand up and I could just feel my ankle buckle and I just fall over. I sit on the bench for the rest of the game and once the game was over my uncle and dad carried me off the field to the van. We immediately head to urgent care and the doctor comes back with the X Rays 10 minutes later [run-on sentence] and I felt like I was having [spelling error] dayshavoo, [comma splice] they said the same way I broke my other foot was the same way I broke this one. The rest of my season was over!

I show up to practice the following week and the first thing that happened to me was Coach Boyd came over to me and apologized for making me walk off the field.  For the rest of the season I stood on the sidelines and just was [incorrect word here] there little emotional support person. It got boring to me so over time I talked with me dad [run-on sentence] and  I decided for that to be my last season playing football. Just a year prior I had started to play baseball and my dad was one of the coaches on the team. So I had a little bit of a fall back sport so I had decided to make baseball my main focus sport.  I’ve had my little ups and downs during my time of playing baseball, but I always come back to it. 

This whole story leads into a main meaning of this story. It’s that there is always a fall, but you never want to stay in the hole that you are in. You should always pick yourself up out of that hole and strive to be better. Everything that you do you will fall to the lowest of lows and the highest of highs, if you don’t fail or fall then you aren't doing something right. These things don’t just happen in sports it happens in school or your job, if this doesn't happen to you your cheating in life. So you will always fail, but you need to always pick yourself up.