Personal Narrative: Playing Ice Hockey

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I have been playing Ice Hockey for 12 years now, and I have loved every second of it. Well, almost every second, I’m kind of a sore loser. However, I still love the game. I love how in a game, one play can change the entire atmosphere of the game, whether its a goal that lights up the crowd, a hit that keeps the glass shaking, or a bad call by the ref that has the entire arena booing at the guy in stripes. But most of all, I love how the game has a way of comforting those who play it, like me.

The game has a way of taking away the pains of the outside world. For the entirety of my time on the ice, I’m not thinking about that big test I have coming up 3rd period the next day, I’m not thinking about the huge cliffhanger that season 4 of The 100 left me on. All I’m thinking about is the game, and what I need to do to help my band of brothers succeed.
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That’s how I feel when I step onto the ice. Not cause I’m always unhappy, but because I have become one with the game. When I’m on the ice, it’s the most important thing in my life in that moment. Being on the ice, whether it was in a game, a practice, or just playing for fun and working on some skills, gave me a sense of
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