Basketball Tryouts: A Short Story

I remember it like it was yesterday freshman year basketball tryouts I was really excited as soon as that final bell rang I ran straight to the gym to get ready tryouts were the whole week but I felt like I needed to get off to a good start. I got in the gym put my shoes on stretched and started to get warmed up. The coach walked in the gym I got really nervous he didn 't know me I didn 't know him so I went up shook his hand and told him my name and the grade I was in. Tryouts finally started we started doing drills I was trying so hard not to mess up but I ended up messing up a couple times but I said hey no one 's perfect. The first day of tryouts was almost over the coaches got all of us together and put us in to scrimmage teams.

We were winning so big, and I thought it was a great game. When I looked around the locker room and saw everyone’s faces, I felt selfish. I had only been thinking about myself and this game being my last. I had not thought about my other teammates who also were playing their last high school basketball game. My coach told me to pass the ball to my teammates, even though I was scoring a ton of points.

We headed back to the front door, but it was locked. “We are going to die! I haven’t even met my future husband yet!” cried Regina as she balled her tears out. “Yeah, but wife for me!” agreed Eric. I assured them that we were going to be fine and so we bravely continued our way through the hallway.

All year around I practiced and I could see myself get better but I didn't know if I was good enough to compete in high school basketball. Finally, freshmen year tryouts came, and this year I was confident in my ability but I was also nervous because we had to tryout in front of coaches and upperclassmen I didn't know. Tryouts lasted three days at the end the coaches announced who made the team. The new coach called my name and I slowly walked up to him hoping I was going to make the team. He first said “congratulations you made the team”, a smile slowly started to come on my face and I could barely hear what he said after because I was so happy.

The narrator claims she can never "total it all," all of Emily's pain from childhood, and she mourns that Emily has had to keep too much inside of herself. Finally, the narrator asks the figure from school only to make sure Emily understands that "she is more than this dress on the ironing board, helpless before the iron"

As I entered the bathroom, I sat down to help myself calm down on what I had just saw. After I settled down I got up so I could write Meanwhile on the mirror, but was stopped by a loud banging on the door. Oh no! It’s probably Ursula wondering what’s taking me so long. I peered my head out the door and it was the same redhead that was at the

Thanksgiving break has just ended, and now I’m back at school, that means I have to see Mrs. Gulon’s scary face again, and go to her classes, which are pure torture. Everyone thinks she’s an evil witch and I do too, her laugh sounds like an evil cackle, she has really dry lips, and yellow teeth, she has a big scar under her eye, and a big wart on her chin. Her classroom has a cellar in the corner that she locks kids in that angers her, I heard that sometimes she leave kids in there all day. Soon enough primetime has ended and I’m forced to go to Mrs.Gulon’s class. While I’m walking there I pray to God hoping she won’t kill me, or there’s a substitute today.

I always played recreational soccer. During the basketball tryouts, I worked hard and tried my best, but there were many girls that were better than me. I didn’t make the team and even though I knew I wouldn’t make the team, I still got upset about it. When the coach told me that I didn’t make the team, he told me to keep basketball a part of my life and that I had a positive attitude. To keep basketball a part of my life, I went to some of the games during the season and to this day I still make time to go to the modified games.

I found some of my other friends and started talking to them as well. Once the bell rang we all hustled to our new classes, because we didn’t want to be late. I had Ms. Yarrow, Mr.Lee, and Mrs.Shizzle. The first day went by great and I had amazing teachers with a lot of my friends in my classes. When I got home that day I ran off the bus all the way down to our house and was so excited to tell my parents about my day.

I remember my very first job like it was yesterday. My first reaction I can remember was to giggle and laugh because I would be working with my friends when I got hired at McDonald’s that summer and it made me really happy. I remember during orientation that Barbara- my general manager, asked me if I wanted something to drink before I started training. I said no because I was so nervous that day I felt like I would pee my pants if I took the drink. I was excited to be working that summer because I would finally have my own money and could save for school with no help from my parents.