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Personal Narrative: My First Game

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My hands wouldn’t keep still, every time I wiped the sweat off them, it would be replaced within seconds it seemed. I was scared if you listened close enough, you could hear the pounding of my heart threatening to burst out my chest. But who can’t keep calm when it’s their first game?

We were all nervous, families, and friends came to watch us start the season off. We were playing with only a few mistakes that night, and we worked together as a team, as a result we won our first game. I didn’t get any points that night.. every time I went up to serve, I could feel my father’s eyes boring into me! If I messed up, I could feel tears swelling up into my eyes, I just wanted to make him proud of me. My passes were not as good as what I usually

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